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Tag: e. e. cummings
A Cat For All Seasons
– It’s spring! Don’t you just love spring? – Winter will come again. It always does. – The ice has melted. Like e. e. cummings said, “in Just- spring when the world is mud- luscious” – It’s supposed to rain again tomorrow. – But this is today! And we’re alive in this spring moment! –…
Yet More on the Disappearance of Newspapers; or, Welcome to Spring Training!
I went out this morning to snag The Oregonian from its usual pitch somewhere across the front drive area, but it was nowhere to be found. It was a lovely, solid gold morning. The car windows were a bit frozen still, but the blue and yellow sky was promising the answer e. e. cummings suggested…
