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Our heart wanders lost in the dark woods.
Our dream wrestles in the castle of doubt.
But there’s music in us. Hope is pushed down
but the angel flies up again taking us with her.
The summer mornings begin inch by inch
while we sleep, and walk with us later
as long-legged beauty through
the dirty streets. It is no surprise
that danger and suffering surround us.
What astonishes is the singing.
We know the horses are there in the dark
meadow because we can smell them,
can hear them breathing.
Our spirit persists like a man struggling
through the frozen valley
who suddenly smells flowers
and realizes the snow is melting
out of sight on top of the mountain,
knows that spring has begun.
More poetry by Jack Gilbert
“Imagine an age when there were still people around who’d seen U.S. Grant with their own eyes, and men who’d voted for Lincoln.” Fifteen-year-old Howard Leland Hutchings visits his father’s family in Grand Tower, Illinois, in 1916, and meets four old people who raised his father. The only thing he knows about them is that they lived through the Civil War. Grandma Tilly, slender as a girl but with a face “wrinkled like a walnut,” tells Howard their story. Sitting up on the Devil’s Backbone overlooking the Mississippi River, she “handed over the past like a parcel.” It’s a story of two mysterious women from New Orleans, of ghosts, soldiers, and seers, of quadroons, racism, time, and the river. Peck writes beautifully, bringing history alive through Tilly’s marvelous voice and deftly handling themes of family, race, war, and history. A rich tale full of magic, mystery, and surprise. — Kirkus Reviews
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Mike Tonkin and Anna Liu
Erected in the Pennine hills in Lancashire, England, the Singing Ringing Tree is constructed of galvanized steel pipes which use wind energy to produce music.
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If arguments broke out, we’d just be an ugly family caught in a real-life Survivor episode. It was better to stay silent.
My husband and I were guiding our packed canoe which must have weighed 500 pounds into the worst boat launch in the world–a 13 step stairway that led down a steep embankment–when the watertight box that held our keys, wallets, lighter, and iPhone fell into the river. It was then that we realized I had not latched up the watertight box. It was also then that my husband let go of the boat to save our possessions, which left me at the top of the staircase guiding a canoe a thousand times my size and weight into the river on my own. We weren’t even in the boat yet, and we were already taking water. Suddenly, all of our hopes for a relaxing, let’s-float-down-the-river-this-weekend lazy pace changed into a chaotic this-whole-thing-is-going-to-be-awful freneticism. This did not bode well.
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We realize the importance of our voice when we are silenced. — Malala Yousafzai
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And I know now that all the time I was trying to get
out of the dust,
the fact is,
what I am,
I am because of the dust.
And what I am is good enough.
Even for me.
Find Out of the Dust
The repetition of the female portrait was to represent women as a whole, women coming into themselves, a reflection of life and self-discovery: this is what I wanted the portraits to portray. So it was a repetition of an image but each represented a different moment in time. That is why I refer to myself as somewhat of an expressionist — so much of my work depends on my mood and a moment in time. The purpose of the repetition is that I feel no frustration on perfecting a likeness — repeating it allows me to concentrate more on the use of media and expressing myself. And the way individual female viewers connect to the piece makes it a painting of them, a reflection of their “self”. – Brandi Hofer*
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Visit Brandi Hofer’s website
I am an interesting woman because I am a woman of story. I have been created from stories; the stories told to me by others and the stories I tell myself.
Sometimes I am told the story of how I am brave and independent, living a life of travel and adventure…
Sometimes I am told the story of how I am beautiful, with all the right curves…
Sometimes I am told the story of how I will be successful, how I will achieve greatness…
Sometimes I am told the story of how I don’t have to be anything other than myself…
I hold onto these stories because I sometimes falter when it comes to telling my own story…
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I’ve gotta take the time to say, that I’m
For every single breath that I take
I’ve gotta be thankful, thankful
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