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It’s an odd connection, I suppose. I was reading Rebecca Solnit’s Orwell’s Roses and she was describing a painting of one of his English ancestors--a painting of “gentility”: an English country house and the men clothed in their privilege--and then went on to talk about what was
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exhausted (adj.) mid-17c., “consumed, used up; of persons, “tired out.” So says the etymological dictionary. The verb exhaust (“to use up completely”) goes back to the 1530s, but I think it is probably more than coincidence that the use of the adjective lines up with the beginning of the Industrial
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performative it seems like a cute reflex when a kid realizes they are on the stadium screen and they start to dance without the camera they would have stayed caught up in their cracker jacks or dreams of a foul ball but tell me there’s a chance my tweet
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emotional support books for umberto eco unread books were of more value than the read ones best for a library to hold what you don’t know reading is not conquest an exercise of trust page after page but what then of unreading the books that sit around in stacks
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Comedian Steve Martin had a routine in his early days where he talked about how much names matter. He said, for instance, you wanted you bank to be named First Amalgamated Federal National Bank so you felt like your money was safe. If it was called Bob’s Bank you
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To reference the Mark Knofler song that shows up at the end of this week's sermon, this has been a week when I felt like the bug rather than the windshield. I'm hanging in there, and I found helpful insights in Jesus' parable about the
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night vision for Nathan Brown, Poet Laureate of the Apocalypse, on his birthday the moon was up before darkness fell round and bright like the Pixar lamp that turns and looks then it made room for a night-sky filled with tiny desk lamps casting light for one tired poet and
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evening prayer the world is quiet in our town the moon shines through clouds as if God is under the covers reading with a flashlight I can hear no bombs or see any tracer rockets no buildings are burning no one has to hide to be safe I have done
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“No one cries over artificial flowers.”--Peter Coyote biscuit king by the time we moved to durham the biscuit king had ended his reign sunny side up was our breakfast joint in guilford till they closed down in charlestown collier’s market made the best cheeseburger sub evah I can
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opposition “If war has an opposite, gardens might sometimes be it . . .” --Rebecca Solnit, Orwell’s Roses I used to have a poster that said “peace, like war, is waged” and it made sense then but now I don’t want to be a part of anything like war so when
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Barely a week into my Lenten Journal and I am already missing days. One of the reasons is good. A longtime friend came to town for a few days and I spent the evenings talking with him instead of writing. But he's been gone a couple of days
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the grace of never mind the oceans are rising the sky is falling I am careening through an obstacle course of obligations and overdue whatevers I have unread e-mail unanswered notifications unwashed laundry and unmade recipes everything’s important and requires my attention then there’s ukraine and war and