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January 19, 2018
Poetry Friday: “Sometimes I Am Permitted”
On my first reading of this poem, I felt disoriented by all the non sequiturs,...
September 26, 2017
Painting Brings the Ancestors Around
On a November evening last year, I walked to my rosemaling class and sat around...
September 19, 2017
The Spirit’s Indwelling
Beside me this morning is a child at the breakfast table vigorously chewing a Fuji...
August 24, 2017
This post originally appeared in Good Letters on October 20, 2011 In the last few...
August 02, 2017
Rules for the Male Gaze
Once, in high school, a guy in the trombone section brought a Playboy to band...
June 30, 2017
Poetry Friday: “The Fawn”
Narrative poetry has its special challenge: how does it differentiate itself from prose? David Mason’s...
May 09, 2017
Disturbing the Silence: Part 2
Flocking to rural life and simple living can be just as much an attempt to...
May 02, 2017
By Matt Newcomb. My father held the wall to work his way from the bed...
April 18, 2017
Finding My Sister in Young Adult Novels
Lately all I want to read are young adult novels about sisters. Young adult (YA)...
April 11, 2017
By Sneha Abraham. I clutch the edge of the cracked leather seat and close my...
April 06, 2017
By Jen Pollock Michel. It was the summer of Leiby Kletzy, the eight-year-old Hasidic boy...
March 30, 2017
Share If You Agree
I have had it with the rage. It might drive me off social media. At...
February 14, 2017
Weddings, Women, Sweets, and Wishes
My heirloom cookbook was born during a Washington D.C. snowstorm in February of what was...
February 08, 2017
Literacy Class: Learning the Language of Love
By D.L. Mayfield. This past week, I taught my last English class for quite some...
January 30, 2017
The Next Abraham
A few days ago, I was blessed to be present at my grandson Abraham’s bris,...
January 23, 2017
The World at Midday
I spent Christmas Eve with my mom last month for the first time in years....
January 16, 2017
Martin, Everett, and Me
I am writing this essay on the fortieth anniversary of my father’s death, so my...
December 19, 2016
I Miss Gwen Ifill
For Kate Keplinger It is the blight man was born for It is Margaret that...
December 13, 2016
By Suzanne M. Wolfe These are dark times. Here in the northern hemisphere the sun...
November 10, 2016
The Final Roll Call
As a little girl, I remember watching the grownups in my hometown Episcopal church cross...
September 15, 2016
Unfriending, Impractical Jokes, and Other Foibles
If I were to graph my mental health over the past five years, the line...
July 15, 2016
Poetry Friday: “I Am Poured Out Like Water”
What attracts me to this poem is something deliberately absent yet evocatively present: baptism in...
June 16, 2016
Pieces of Resistance
We've beat records for rain this year in central Minnesota. The sidewalks are pillowed with...
June 08, 2016
The Strength of God’s Gaze
By Laura Bramon The first time I saw her, I made up a story about...
June 07, 2016
A Letter To My Sister
Eve, my sister The one who took the fall Eve, my sister Mother of us...
June 06, 2016
Who’s Your Daddy?
Adoptive parents develop radar for insensitive language and story lines pretty quickly. Wes Anderson’s simplistic...
May 19, 2016
The Long Regretful Wait
By Tony Woodlief My mother’s quavering voicemail was right: I hadn’t called in a long...
May 18, 2016
Passing the Possibility of Parenthood
Early one recent morning, I’m still half-asleep. The cat lies curled up between Craig and...
May 17, 2016
Grief and the Weight of Glory
The wind whips through the quilts and sheets on our clothesline, cracking now and then...
May 12, 2016
A Poet Walks Into a Business Networking Event
The poet gives a young woman $15 for admission, squeezes her drink ticket like a...
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