a poem for these times
What if you thought of it as the Jews consider the Sabbath— the most sacred of times? Cease from travel. Cease from buying and selling. Give up, …
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What if you thought of it as the Jews consider the Sabbath— the most sacred of times? Cease from travel. Cease from buying and selling. Give up, …
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Driving east on Highway 20, in route to my first day of class at the North Cascades Institute, I remember being struck by the wide valley narrowing …
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North Cascades Institute hosted a class called Sit, Walk, Write: Nature and the Practice of Presence. Participants began their days with a sitting meditation, followed by writing …
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North Cascades Institute hosted a class called Sit, Walk, Write: Nature and the Practice of Presence. Participants began their days with a sitting meditation, followed by writing …
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North Cascades Institute hosted a class called Sit, Walk, Write: Nature and the Practice of Presence. Participants began their days with a sitting meditation, followed by writing …
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“August on Sourdough, A Visit from Dick Brewer” Poem by Gary Snyder from The Back Country; a reading by Rob Rich You hitched a thousand miles north …
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“Night, Sourdough Mountain Lookout” Poem by Tim McNulty; a reading with Rob Rich A late-summer sun threads the needles of McMillan Spires and disappears in a reef of …
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