Read To Me – Day Thirty

Love Calls Us to the Things of This World, by Richard Wilbur The eyes open to a cry of pulleys, And spirited from sleep, the astounded soul Hangs for a moment bodiless and simple As false dawn. Outside the open window The morning air is all awash with angels. Some are in bed-sheets, some are […]

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These Holy Temples

To the awkward self-loathing boy that later delivered genius satire in bare-assed memoir, David Sedaris, and to the girl with wavering confidence, bad hair, and skinny legs who became the quirky dynamo writer of everything, Nora Ephron: I declare my undying love and devotion. To the man who reveals spiritual awe in arrangements of the most ordinary of […]

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