June 9, 2020
Gleanings
- If you’re not a person of color, please read this.
- I should say: I never intended to become a spy.
- What does a story about a verandah in the1930’s have to do with COVID19 social distancing?
- The firehose of love for mothers left me in the dark…
- Between walking and sitting, between exploring and absorbing, this generation is shaping themselves to guide the future.
- I see glimpses of a great awakening in these times, and I hope it’s true.
- Death is weird. The ultimate fake out.
- Letter from a white home, to other white people
- I am not great at metaphors, but I think living through 2020 is turning out to be much like that vine.
- I love coincidence because it makes us see patterns that aren’t there. I’m pretending this is part of some grand plan I’d unconsciously made for myself.
- So yes, say something, but also: Pause. Know when to listen.
- When I am swimming, the water ruffled by wind, no one else on the shore but my husband wrapped in a towel, it could be any summer, any lake, any morning.
- In praise of heroes…
- 7 books by Black poets I think you’ll love
- So that’s how my week is going–how my weeks are going, as they blur together, weirdly ephemeral and indistinct but also somehow relentless, a foggy procession through time.
- We talk about our culture because we are white and it is important to talk about whiteness, and what it means in the world: it means that we are safer, and we are heard, and that we always have the benefit of the doubt.
- On notice
