First Fig
“First Fig” by Edna St. Vincent Millay: My candle burns at both ends; It will not last the night; But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends— It gives a lovely light. Painting: Nana by…
“First Fig” by Edna St. Vincent Millay: My candle burns at both ends; It will not last the night; But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends— It gives a lovely light. Painting: Nana by…
Please join my friend and paramount interviewer, Melissa Studdard right now at 7 PM EST for a talk with Dani Shapiro, bestselling memoirist and novelist. We’ll be discussing Shapiro’s exploration self and faith through the…
Clad in Black Robes I should have no attractions to The shapes and scents of this world But how can I keep my vows Gazing at today’s crimson maple leaves? “As a Nun Gazing at…
When I think how far the onion has traveled just to enter my stew today, I could kneel and praise all small forgotten miracles, crackly paper peeling on the drainboard, pearly layers in smooth agreement…
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