Halloween’s about candy these days. But maybe it’s still a little bit about ghosts and death and the meaning of life, too? In her article “Living among the Dead in Manhattan,” Faith Bottum thinks about how we moderns banish death…
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As the days grow short and dark, novels beckon us into their bright worlds. Here are ten to consider for fall… The Marriage Portrait, by Maggie O’Farrell, is a gleaming invitation to 16th century Italy, a world in which court…
An October visitor has lately surprised me, sipping sage in the garden as the maples and oaks and hackberries and dogwoods show red and yellow and gold… Each day I wonder: is this our last together? And think: perhaps that…
“Picture yourself walking through a meadow. There is a path opening before you. As you walk, you feel hungry. Look to your left. There’s a fruit tree in full bloom. Pick what you need.” Thus began one day’s reading, this…
Tulips at Cheekwood will peak this week! “Everything is Beautiful” at the Frist. Susan Page speaks, meets, and greets at the Nashville Public Library (Washington Bureau chief of USA Today, she’s written books on Barbara Bush and Nancy Pelosi). Nashville…
I was already feeling bad about uprooting the orange and black pansies – flourishing in their pots since October – for the sole reason that they look like Halloween, not Spring.“I’m sorry,” I whispered to them. “You have been very…
Yesterday in a fever dream I walked through a forest of strawberry cream – lay down upon a petal bed – swiftly sinking… sinking, sleeping… sleeping, walking… walking, waking… among the hellebores who hissed with dragon tongues and cursed me. Now…
Have you become more comfortable with silence and solitude in the time of corona? Has social media filled more time – or less? Friend of Bacon Beth Alexander was deeply affected by the Netflix documentary “The Social Dilemma,” and today she…
In my yard, unsteady, I’ve taken my first steps since October. Winter’s glories abound, and its desolation… Winter’s Feast At winter’s feast, I drink the yellow jasmine – Paint my lips with blood-pink bloom – Rub my hands with Rose…