I’m taking another workshop through Tweetspeak Poetry called Writing Toward Joy and led by the incomparable Megan Willome. We are working our way through Madeleine L’Engle’s A Wrinkle in Time by making florilegia–bouquets of sparkling text that we create out of sentences that jump out at us. We then try to see what new connections […]
still saturday: time to be
“In the summer, I seem to spend my days between the stove and the typewriter, with time out for walking the dogs to the brook, bearing the big red clippers which help to clear the path. “I sit on my favourite rock, looking over the brook, to take time away from the busy-ness, time […]
still saturday: unqualified
“Moses was past middle age when God called him to lead his children out of Egypt, and he spoke with a stutter. He was reluctant and unwilling and he couldn’t control his temper. But he saw the bush that burned and was not consumed. He spoke with God in the cloud on Mt. Sinai, and […]
Still Saturday: Being is Not Wasting (Day 13)
“Perhaps one of the saddest things we can do is waste time, as Shakespeare knew when he had Richard the Second cry out, ‘I have wasted time, and now doth time waste me.’ “But being time is never wasted time. When we are being, not only are we collaborating with chronological time, but we are […]
