Some grow angry and fly into a rage; some try to evade the issue by distracting attention from the unpleasant situation. . . . Some try to bluff their way through, refusing to admit their inadequacy. Others blame persons or objects instead of admitting their own limitations, like the one who, when she could not fit wooden forms into the holes of a board from which they had been cut, exclaimed, 'You just ought to have bigger holes! These aren't right at all!'"
(from Parenthood in a Free Nation, by Ethel Kawin, 1963)
A poetry of quietude
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"SMILE! You are on voice and video cameras!" reads a new sign at the ticket
shack outside the Temple. I look in on the woman we used to talk to as she
fed...
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