poetry

The art of losing isn’t hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster. Four years ago today, I almost died. And while I didn’t lose my life, I have had to master the art of losing nonetheless. First The first thing I lost was my health. I’d been almost rudely healthy up to that point. I’d never been seriously sick beyond a couple of bouts of flu in my 20’s....

Langston Hughes said it better than I can, especially for this 4th of July, one where we’re reeling from the endgame of a culture war that started before I was born. Let America Be America Again Let America be America again. Let it be the dream it used to be. Let it be the pioneer on the plain Seeking a home where he himself is free. (America never was America to me....