What I see when I get a moment to pause and make a little sense of the world
“We’ve come this far, survived this much. What would happen if we decided to survive more? To love harder?” We know that the atoms composing our bodies and our brains can be traced back to particular stars that died long ago in some faraway corner of the cosmos.
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Krista Tippett: I really believe that poetry is something we humans need almost as much as we need water and air. We can forget this.
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I’m learning so many different ways to be quiet. There’s how I stand in the lawn, that’s one way. There’s also how I stand in the field across from the street, that’s another way because I’m farther from people and therefore more likely to be alone.
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I am a hearth of spiders these days: a nest of trying. We point out the stars that make Orion as we take out the trash, the rolling containers a song of suburban thunder.
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The truth is, I’ve never cared for the National Anthem. If you think about it, it’s not a good song. Too high for most of us, with “the rockets’ red glare” and then there are the bombs. (Always, always there is war and bombs.
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