The recent collaboration, titled “Reflections,” among three friends—one a painter, another a cellist and myself—has been a wonderful success and an inspiration to try new ways of sharing my work.…
The poet Philip Levine died Saturday. Although I should have, I’d not known his work but since then have enjoyed reading some of it and listening to recordings of him…
I grew up in rural Central Michigan in the 1950s. The first person of color I remember seeing was a woman who operated the elevator in the downtown department store. Unless…
I ended up in the emergency room for Valentine’s Day—with a heart problem. Given my earlier history of having had a blockage, it was clear where I needed to be…
Living in a place with lots of winter, like Vermont, among many, I’ve learned different ways to measure both time and temperature. For example, we all know that if you still…
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