Hubris
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Yin, Yang, Yogini
“When I think of what my Yoga teachers have imparted this year, and especially Jill and Ali, I realize that they’ve helped me—and the poses have helped me—to somehow accept (I’d like to…
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My Athenian Tough Guy Columns
“Emil—a poet in black and white, as well as in Demotic Greek—and I laughed and scribbled our way through the composition of my four Manghes (‘Tough Guy’ ) Columns featuring the hapless Athenian…
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Emotional Road Trip Back South
“Robert seemed thrilled by the prospect of this buddy trip. On the folded-down back seat of my VW Fox, Robert had set up a little travel planning office complete with a bar. As…
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Joe Biden: A Good Works Catholic
“You do not make a habit of blowing your own horn or celebrating the defeat of your adversaries. You do Good Works, and then you do more Good Works. You do this because…
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The Loin & The Limb: Peace
“Pacifists are often jealous of the fact that Bhutan has more monks than soldiers, Monaco’s national orchestra is larger than its military, and Costa Rica must borrow a cannon from El Salvador when…
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The Poetry of Wendy McVicker & Cathy Cultice Lentes
“I believe, oh yes! We will get there./We’ll row out from these islands/where we’re marooned, sorting shells/and scribbling notes to send/into the dark. We’ll gather/on that porch and lift our glasses/in a salute…
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Pass the Gravy, Please
“Back in the day, my parents were always warning about calamities and tragedies waiting to happen if I didn’t look both ways when I crossed the street; if they weren’t vigilant and we…
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Homage To a Philhellenic Anniversary
“Looking back over all that has happened since the 4th of June, 1972, it seems I was extraordinarily fortunate in that roll of the dice that sent me here. It didn’t look like it…
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As We Go, So Goes Earth
“You may perhaps be familiar with comedian George Carlin’s routine, The Planet is Fine, a piece which is brought to my attention at least once a week. In it, Carlin’s main point is that…
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Back in Tracy Chapman & Luke Combs’ “Fast Car”
“Chapman was just so different. So human and real. Her voice and talent felt—back then, and again in February—like a marble-smooth boulder somehow preexisting the river itself. There was all this stuff—all these…