HOPE

Twice this past week someone gave me Mary Oliver’s “Wild Geese” poem that begins: “You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body Love what it loves.” That “only” … Read more

Survivor’s Guilt

My young friend Emily wrote: I was walking on the street near my university when a man pulled up beside me in his car. He said he was an undercover cop and asked me to get in because he had a few questions. I remembered all my mother’s advice, refused and informed the police. Later … Read more

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