He’s a firecracker, a wild wailing bundle thrashing at his mama’s side, and I wish I could walk up and talk sense, give him my fatherly or grandfatherly, or even god-fatherly look, but that’s not okay these days, so I just watch my cup shake on the table as he throws himself a nice fit.
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Christine Bastin, center rear, artistic director, Fabrique de la Danse, with students. Photo © Emmanuelle Stäuble Christine Bastin is a co-founder, with Orianne Vilmer, of Fabrique de la Danse, where Bastin has been artistic director and Vilmer has been director since 2015. Fabrique de la Danse was the first and remains the only dance school…
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Pictured: Richard Rodgers (June 28,1902 – December 30, 1979) Happy birthday, Dick. Related Stories Two Poems by M.T.C. Cronin (Introduced by Thomas Moody) Go to Source Author: The Best American Poetry
Kyiv I don’t believe in poetry the poet said to the plant trying to be a tree in the rubble of the city. I believe in your assembly the poet said to the sticks of wood holding up the fragile seedling like an art piece. Your form is the future the poet offered the construction…
I’m contemplating the effects of these memories the effects of these sounds and situations forever surrounding me. I’m considering the boundaries and borders encircling my brain, burdens as bombs exploding in the midst of my mind, systems stifling my sanity stealing every semblance of my common senses. I’m sitting in the middle of my own…
Order of the Day, June 6, 1944 Soldiers, Sailors and Airmen of the Allied Expeditionary Force! You are about to embark on the Great Crusade, toward which we have striven these many months. The eyes of the world are upon you. The hopes and prayers of liberty-loving people everywhere march with you. In company with…
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