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Peonies: The Floozies of the Garden

Posted on June 21, 2012 by

I read somewhere that peonies are often referred to as “the floozies of the garden” because of their scene-stealing beauty. These images, captured at blossoms’ peak, are on my desktop, so I can refer to them over and over again … Continue reading →

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Ode to Rough Mornings

Rough morning I do not have to be happy. I do not have to skip on tippy toes for all eight blocks to the subway, whistling. I only have to get from point A to point B with eyes pried … Continue reading →

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Ode to a Daffodil

Posted on March 16, 2012 by

So I am climbing up and up the park stairs to City campus one Monday evening when I pass a bed of golden daffodils laughing.  “Spring is coming, spring is coming,” they gaily prattle as their many-pointed heads jiggle and … Continue reading →

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Ode to Soft Days and E.E. Cummings

Posted on August 10, 2011 by

This past Saturday was what the Irish affectionately call a “soft day,” one in which the rain arrives early in the form of a gentle mist, and remains longer than expected, soaking the landscape. On days like this, it’s easy … Continue reading →

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Ode to Early Risers

Posted on July 6, 2011 by

I have never been a particularly early (or cheerful) riser, but lately, our life at Smallpeace has inspired me to rethink old habits. Here, dawn comes on like a light switch, with choirs of insects, farm animals, and songbirds singing … Continue reading →

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Where the Wild Beasts Are

Posted on April 16, 2011 by

Oh little emperor without a sphere of influence conqueror without a country, smallest living-room tiger, nuptial
sultan of the sky, of the erotic roof-tiles, the wind of love in the storm you claim when you pass and place four delicate feet … Continue reading →

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