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The Poet Laureate’s Solstice

The summer solstice arrived at 12:24 am EDT (4:24 GMT). On this longest day of the year, here are a few words to ponder by Tracy K. Smith, the Pulitzer Prize-winning poet and just-announced next poet laureate of the U.S.

Posted in The Literary File

Digging – by Seamus Heaney

In honor of St. Patrick’s Day: “Digging,” by Irish poet and Nobel laureate Seamus Heaney. Between my finger and my thumb The squat pen rests; snug as a gun. Under my window, a clean rasping sound When the spade sinks

Posted in Power of the Pen, The Literary File

That Season of Beginning

Aprils have never meant much to me, autumns seem that season of beginning, spring… –Truman Capote Breakfast at Tiffany’s

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Giving It All (A New Year’s Resolution)

Asked recently to share a favorite piece of advice about writing, this was my pick, from Annie Dillard: One of the few things I know about writing is this: spend it all, shoot it, play it, lose it, all, right

Posted in For Attribution, The Literary File, Writing About Writing

The Agony of an Untold Story

“There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.” —Maya Angelou (April 4, 1928-May 28, 2014)   Read more about Maya Angelou. Read Angelou’s “Still I Rise.”

Posted in The Literary File, Writing About Writing

Gather ye rosebuds…

To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying; And this same flower that smiles today Tomorrow will be dying. The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun, The higher he’s

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Gabriel García Márquez – Responding with Life

While visiting Cartagena last month, we had the opportunity to see the seaside home of Gabriel García Márquez. At the time, we wrote our own, humble, homage to the great Nobel Prize-winning Colombian writer and journalist who died yesterday at age

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On the Road: Cartagena

“It always amuses me that the biggest praise for my work comes for the imagination, while the truth is that there’s not a single line in all my work that does not have a basis in reality. The problem is

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Winter, Through the Looking Glass

I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says “Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer

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On the Road: Color in the Catskills

Whoever has made a voyage up the Hudson must remember the Kaatskill Mountains. They are a dismembered branch of the great Appalachian family, and are seen away to the west of the river, swelling up to a noble height, and

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