deep thoughts

Carry the fire

You aren’t seeing things. There are, as Paul Simon sang, angels in the architecture, especially right now. Gigantic garish gold Styrofoam angels at Macy’s. Skies of heavenly hosts, over mangers and strangers, under trees and eaves. Angels festooning the firmament of your own soul. Every December, without fail, they sing a little louder than usual.

Guest post: Thanks!

With so much going topsy turvy, and every day filled with queasy wonder about what will come next, it’s easy to forget about how much we have to be thankful for. Exhibit A: If you’re reading this blog, you either see things for yourself, or you have someone or a nifty technology to help. These […]


As proven by its occasional rhapsodizing about Alan Alda and One Direction, this blog is not generally pinned to the pulse of celebrity news. But this week’s star sorrow demands a response. The world has lost its beloved Black Panther, Chadwick Boseman.