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No Lapse of Moons

Winnie-the-Pooh and Alfred, Lord Tennyson. Among a plethora of poets, these two stand out in framing what the “bear of very little brain”–and so much heart–understood as the exquisitely lacerating inseparability of love and grief once the one we love … Continue reading

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The Dunes Abide

  A limitless tapestry of rich red-gold sand is dappled by hoof prints roughly the size and shape of swaddled footballs.  With each tread, a spray of pure gold rises, hovers, and enfolds itself back into dunes. My elaborately wound … Continue reading

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