Memory lived not in initial possession but in the freed hands, pardoned and freed, and in the heart that can empty but fill again, in the patterns restored by dreams. … The last thing Laurel saw, before they whirled into speed, was the twinkling of their hands, the many small and unknown hands, wishing her […]
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Korni
Though I have attended a writing residency at this same college in Santa Fe three times, eaten in the college cafeteria three times a day for ten days in each of the three visits–that is 90 times I have had a chance to see this poster on the wall of the cafeteria—and only today do […]