Ice Storms in July (Or What to Do When the Unexpected Happens)
This past summer in central Illinois, we had not one but TWO hail storms within the span of about a week. I know stranger things have happened AND Illinois weather is fickle AND IT IS 2020, but they still caught me off-guard. Now, I’m no meteorologist. I realize there are scientific explanations for why this…
Autumn is 2020
Crunch – swish, crunch – swish Walking feet go through the leaves. Feeling out of water, like a fish – A carefree season, but she grieves. Swish – crunch, swish – crunch Pond’ring events that brought us here… Did any among us have a hunch Of national fruits we now bear? Whooooosh, goes the breeze…
Wildfire
“The world is on fire,” said a priest this morning. An agent of spiritual renewal, mentioning our age of social ruins. Words spoken as matter-of-fact, with an air of objectivity and a heavy blanket of sorrow. Suffocating. Sobering. Solemn. The “chance” timing of current events, paired with Pentecostal celebrations, is not lost on me. Kismet…
Mourning & Molding
We are in a time of mourning. (Will we allow it to be a time of molding too?) We are lamenting the loss of “normal” and the lack of artificial productivity measures. We are mourning the dearth of predictability and unrealized collective dreams, while fretting for freedoms previously taken for granted. We are grieving the…
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