New Year’s Eve holds a lot of promises. Whether you’re hoping to complete your resolutions and hoping for big changes, or just going about business as usual, January 1st marks the beginning of something. The start of a new calendar year, new bills, new paychecks, another school year, birthdays to celebrate. We are hopeful on December […]
What makes you, you? People tend to compare themselves to others at different stages of their lives. Sometimes these comparisons can help us set goals and find confidence in our identity. You might have seen yourself in a parental figure or a celebrity. But have you ever felt like lion at heart or a graceful […]
During the week, some of you get an early start for work or whatever else you have in store for the day. A poem like this one by Campbell McGrath reminds me that there’s someone — whether human or animal — who’s up at the same time, getting ready for another day. It makes me […]
You know that feeling when you say a word over and over again, and all of a sudden it’s no longer understandable? It becomes an alien word that’s void of all previous meaning. This is actually called semantic satiation — your brain becomes so overwhelmed by words that it has to digest and start over. With […]
James Schuyler, ‘Past is Past’ Imagine this poem as a self-contained moment — like pretending time is still when you gaze at an old photo. “Salute” freezes you for several lines and then pushes you right out of the memory . You realize the past is gone. You cherish it and you move on. If you […]
“The Great Wave” by Japanese artist Katsushika Hokusai The ocean’s waves pulse pulse against my body. The water is cold and unapologetic. You sit on the sand and gaze gaze at shells that might be treasure. You are sure that they are gold. I try to float float over the waves and back to shore. […]
Cancionilla del primer deseo En la mañana verde, quería ser corazón. Corazón. Y en la tarde madura quería ser ruiseñor. Ruiseñor. Alma, ponte color de naranja. Alma, ponte color de amor En la mañana viva, yo quería ser yo. Corazón. Y en la tarde caída quería ser mi voz. Ruiseñor. ¡Alma, ponte color naranja! ¡Alma, […]