In this week’s poem, poet Abbie Kiefer extols the small, the modest and the low-key. I love the range of marvelously minor phenomena that earn her celebration and the reverent ritual repetition of her ...
When we went to the burn stand to inspect what Nunn likened to “converting swords to ploughshares," a light rain was falling, and then came a rainbow. "Senator Lugar, look," I beaconed.
When we went to the burn stand to inspect what Nunn likened to “converting swords to ploughshares,” a light rain was falling, and then came a rainbow. “Sen. Lugar, look,” I said.
As Canada prepares to send an astronaut on the first manned moon mission in more than 50 years, its own military has commissioned a $32,250 report on how space exploration may actually be “racist, ...
When we went to the burn stand to inspect what Nunn likened to “converting swords to ploughshares,” a light rain was falling, and then came a rainbow. “Sen. Lugar, look,” I said. Lugar glanced skyward ...