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Persephone Descending: Letters to the Dead

In March, before the Equinox, and as the moon opened to fullness, I had an experience that is basically inexpressible because of its power and because of its commonness. I sensed the moment the seasons shifted as the moon rose over a river filling with spring’s ice floes. To convey a glimpse into the mystery [...]

Balance at the Threshold Reading

Recently, I stood on the dike along the Connecticut River watching the ice floes come down from the North. First, there were just the sludgy, half-submerged chunks with their edges clicking together in surface water. Then whole islands of white snow took their place and set a new pace floating toward the sea. Finally and [...]