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Monthly Archives: September 2018
Sept 29 – Longing for Home
September 29, 2018– two poets — one Muslim, one Chaldean Catholic Dunya Mikhail “Yesterday, I lost a country” Warsan Shire “dear god i come from two countries one is thirsty the other is on fire both need water.” Like many … Continue reading
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Sept 26 — G. M. Hopkins — “The Caged Skylark”
Posted on November 27, 2017 Wednesday September 26 — “Man’s mounting spirit in his bone-house, mean house, dwells” Sun after an epic deluge reminds me of things I love about living in the heart of the Great Lakes, from torrents to … Continue reading
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Sept 24 — Mary Tobacco & Joy Harjo
Monday, September 24 — “Talking with the Sun” & “The high plains of Pine Ridge, SD” This weekend’s early autumn sun & crisp air. You can see by the way people walk around campus that breathing is easier these days. … Continue reading
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Sept 21 – My Dad, born 1907, would be 111 today
Friday, September 21 After chilly rain yesterday, today’s morning sun tells news of autumn on its way, my favorite season, and at the ending of this work week, three soul friends come visiting. Merritt “Roe” Smith, my longest kinsman of the … Continue reading
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Sept 19 “In Love” Denise Levertov
Wednesday, September 19 — Connie de Biase, her birthday month, 19 months after we buried her I found myself writing a paragraph contemplation of Connie on her first birthday since leaving us. Now, one birthday later, Connie infuses my imagination; … Continue reading
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Sept 14 – Jim Janda – “Crying for a Vision”
Friday, September 14 “ to cry for a vision is a sacred task” The Lakota expression “hanblechia” means “he or she cries out for a vision.” It is the name of one of the most sacred Lakota rituals. It begins … Continue reading
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Sept 12, “Some 400 expats and local guests are expected” Crain’s, September 9, 2018
Wednesday, September 12, 2018 “Flocking back to the D: Detroit Homecoming 2018” Is this the third or the fourth Detroit Homecoming? 3 high-profile days when former Detroiters, now successful and resourceful, are invited back for a three day pitch … Continue reading
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Sept 7 – “small & fond & local”
Friday, September 7, the first full weekend in September In Detroit where I live, a Northeast weather path brought an end to gummy sticky air that hindered breathing. This poem happened to me during the same week when many of … Continue reading
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Sept 5 – Shiraz is more than a wine; it is an ancient city in Iran and the home of the first great wine
Wednesday September 5 – “My city is that cup of sunshine. . .” {My laptop has just emerged from the EMS unit and I did not have time to write a new one, so this is a favorite from four … Continue reading
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