Monday, 4 January 2016

So much of any year is flammable

At a time when many of us are reflecting upon (dissecting?) the year just ended and now find ourselves struggling to live up to a new set of resolutions, I’m reminded of the words of the poet Naomi Shihab Nye: Letters swallow themselves in seconds. Notes friends tied to the doorknob, transparent scarlet paper, sizzle […]

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