Flesh and Spirit by Carol Berg
The Red Tree by Caitlin R. Kiernan
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StoryCorps is a national project to gather the stories of people – everyday people – around the country. This project brings people together, usually loved ones, to record the stories of their lives. A recording is made to CD and, if desired, sent to the Library of Congress. [...]
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“A true friend is someone who thinks that you are a good egg even though he knows that you are slightly cracked.”
~ Bernard Meltzer ~
I’ve been thinking about friendship a lot lately.
I don’t have a lot of friends…not people I can call up and tell my stories to or people [...]
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american life in poetry: column 048
by ted kooser, u.s poet laureate
Every parent can tell a score of tales about the difficulties of raising children, and then of the difficulties in letting go of them. Here the Texas poet, Walt McDonald, shares just such a story.
Some Boys are Born to Wander
From [...]
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Plans change. Things move on. I’m crossing over to a different way of thinking about my life and the things that happen within it.
I won’t be going to Vancouver, unfortunately. It is unfortunate. My friend changed his mind and asked me not to come.
Sure, I could [...]
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I’ve always loved the Nancy Sinatra song, “These Boots Were Made For Walking”. I don’t know why but it is one of those songs that I’ve always loved (and I don’t even own it – weird as that is!).
She sounds so strong and sure of herself in the song. [...]
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I was working out yesterday afternoon and I was really enjoying myself. I was on a new machine, I was feeling good on it, I was realizing that I was getting a great workout on it, and the adrenaline rush that was giving me a high. In addition, [...]
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I am interested in promoting my photography at a local coffee shop. That’s where I’d like to hang my first shingle, so to speak.
This particular coffee shop hangs the works of people all of the time. I’ve seen a wide range of artistic endeavors taking place there [...]
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I feel like I’m waiting for something to happen, some grand, huge thing – just to happen.
I don’t know what it is. I don’t know why I’m waiting but that’s how I feel. Like I’ve put things on hold just because something may be coming up.
I feel like I’m going [...]
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As much as I embrace change and love looking forward, there are parts of me that absolutely love tradition or wish I had lived in a different age.
This morning as I drove into work, I was listening to Morning Edition on NPR and they were interviewing Maude Maggart. Maude [...]
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american life in poetry: column 047
by ted kooser, u.s poet laureate
The poet, novelist and biographer, Robert Morgan, who was raised in North Carolina, has written many intriguing poems that teach his readers about southern folklore. Here’s just one example.
Holy Cussing
When the most intense revivals swept
the mountains just a century ago,
participants [...]
