Gate of the Year: A Poem
I was an adolescent when I first heard the opening lines of “Gate of the Year”, by Minnie Louise Haskins. It was read to me by my dad, with whom…
Mysteries, Yes
Truly, we live with mysteries too marvelous to be understood… How grass can be nourishing in the mouths of the lambs… How people come, from delight or the scars of…