Tag Archives: Rilke

Cusp

On the eve of another year, my daughters and I talk about that trite tradition — resolutions — and I think of these lines from Rilke: Whoever you are: some evening take a step out of your house, which you … Continue reading

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Days of Afternoon Sun and Insects

Late afternoon, insects — hundreds, nay, thousands — hovered over the soccer field, mixed in with dust motes and seed chaff. The teenage girl snapping photos for the yearbook said, Gross. The parent beside me marveled at the teeming life. Bat … Continue reading

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Vermont Gold

To get to my daughter’s preschool, years ago, I had to drive up the Center Road from Hardwick to Greensboro, along enormous farm fields. In May, the fields were nearly covered with blooming dandelions — or dandies as she called them. … Continue reading

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