Sunday, November 1, 2009
Imagine a clearing on a windy day . . .
See a shadow pass along the ground. Around and around, higher and higher, it doesn't matter; the dark shape is still tied down to the land. Hear the scream, high and sharp. Hear the cry and it carries on and on, holding all the words that are in its heart. There is silence again, but that scream...
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Holding Out for a Hero
16 September 2009 Holding Out for a Hero Flash to a kindergarten room. All the small children are sitting in a circle around a rocking chair which holds the grandmotherly figure of the teacher. Mrs. Doughannie had a loud voice for such a gentle person, and her hair framed her face in a grey halo. I...
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