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Until Then
I was reminded of poetry this week. This was written some time ago. Until Then The story didn’t come tidy fully-fashioned for efficient consumption, It came in glimpses. The language of images captured or created then shared or withheld Like catching a minute shift in a jaw set by years of slights or noticing the fine hair on his forearm as it rested next to hers without thought. Even standing utterly transfixed by the light silhouetting trees at dawn changed with each blink. These were the moments that gave her pause— clues that raised questions of what was yet to come. Impending scenes of a flushed face and damp, auburn…
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Max’s Mad Lib
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. — Max Ehrmann, The Desiderata I have to admit, when I first read this sentence, I wasn’t really feeling it. Should we be enjoying our achievements more? Or our plans? Or is it the achievements for which we have planned? Or the plans that we’ve achieved? Max, Max, Max…what are you saying?!? Given his litany of directives about how to engage the world around us, I was a little surprised at the brevity of this installment’s statement. (The next sentence in the Desiderata may hint that he’s talking about vocation here, but that sentence actually stands alone as a fuller idea.) So,…
