Monday, April 14, 2014
Every week, I post a poem for my fellow Open Roaders to read—in the very traditional sense of “posting.” I print out a poem, tape it on the employee-shared fridge (just above the filtered water spout), and wait to see what happens. Will anyone read it? This week, a colleague watched me add the new poem and said, “I feel like it’s Christmas morning and I’m watching my parents put out the gifts.” That made my heart sing in the same way that the Jane Hirshfield poem I posted did. (And I bet you’ll love it...
Friday, April 26, 2013
“All our words are but crumbs that fall down from the feast of the mind.” —Kahlil Gibran
Kahlil Gibran (1883–1931) was an essayist, painter, and novelist, and is still the third-bestselling poet of all time, behind only Shakespeare and Lao-tzu. Born to a Maronite Catholic family in the north of what is now Lebanon, he and his family immigrated to Boston a decade later.
Love of nature, a tireless pursuit of truth, and explorations of the dual relationship between love and loneliness all...
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