Emily Dickinson’s 180th birthday. The sky’s flat whiteness matches the ground: the blank of a page, of self-erasure, of astonishment.
Daily short takes from an Appalachian hollow
Emily Dickinson’s 180th birthday. The sky’s flat whiteness matches the ground: the blank of a page, of self-erasure, of astonishment.
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Isn’t it amazing when the weather corresponds…? (I told my blog readers that the Woodrat Podcast would be in Via Negativa. Is that correct? Or will it be here?)
It’s here: http://www.vianegativa.us/2010/12/woodrat-podcast-31-emily-dickinson-at-180/