Dark Times, and Turning Back Toward the Light
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It’s the shortest day, today, which always feels important. One of my favorite poems in the world, by Susan Cooper, begins: And so the Shortest Day came and the year died And everywhere down the centuries of the snow-white world Came people singing, dancing, To drive the dark away.* Of course there are twenty-four hours […]

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The Stories We Don’t Want to Tell: Aleppo
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I don’t want to talk about this. I don’t want to write about it, or read about it, or learn more. Within the borders of our country I worry about our democracy; within the borders of my home there is snow falling outside the window and the smell of baking within. I don’t want to […]

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