practice losing

practice losing

Dec/12 By

One Art   by Elizabeth Bishop   The art of losing isn’t hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is

some of us stood around, waiting for the miracle

Apr/28 By

A Miracle For Breakfast by Elizabeth Bishop At six o’clock we were waiting for coffee, waiting for coffee and the charitable crumb that was going to be served from a

frail, illegal fire balloons

Feb/2 By

For Poetry Wednesday Elizabeth Bishop spent time in Brazil and wrote poems based on her experiences there. For some reason I find her very interesting, but have never sought to

esme means loved

Nov/11 By

The name Esme (pronounced “ez-may”) is a word that comes from the Old French and means “loved,” or “esteemed.” Before Esme’s arrival, Jeff and I had hours of useless conversation

like the poorest postcard of itself

Jun/21 By

  By the time I was old enough to ask myself whether or not I genuinely liked Florida, I was a cynical teenager, and decided I hated it, was going