All are home now if they traveled far to family. The meals are digested. The work week begins our cycles anew, with all the usual commitments, enthusiasms, and furors. We were in Nebraska, with Julia’s family. From my sister-in-law Anne, I received this by email. It was a sad day for me, thinking about all […]
Eating Poetry (XLI) – After Thanksgiving
. by Sandra M. Gilbert Related articles Writing Paradise
A Melancholy Thanksgiving
This is the first Thanksgiving without my brother, who died in May, so it will be a melancholy holiday for my family. It was Jeff’s favorite holiday, as it is mine, and we will try to honor what he loved in it, and why he and Anne hosted our family feasts on the day for […]
The Turkey Rap
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