Happy Easter, everyone! The daffodils are putting on a show. They don’t last, as A. E. Housman reminds us in The Lent Lily, which makes them all the more precious. I don’t expect these chocolates to last either, though I myself am guiltless in the matter. Sometime in the mid-90’s, I lost my taste for […]
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Chicago weekend
We went to the Chicago for Easter weekend, and the sun was shining in the city. The skies were as blue as Chagall’s stained glass windows. We strolled through the old neighborhoods where my husband used to live, taking in the museums, the aquarium, the planetarium, and the jazz clubs. And when we left on […]
Easter Poetry Fix: Czeslaw Milosz
The Polish author’s first great poem—stark and austere, then stinging with emotion. Encounter We were riding through frozen fields in a wagon at dawn. A red wing rose in the darkness. And suddenly a hare ran across the road. One of us pointed to it with his hand. That was long ago. Today neither of […]