THE POET AS HUSBAND
I write in a small shadowed corner
in order to bear light into the world,
though the light is not my own.
My darkness is no darkness to you
and nothing you should wish upon yourself,
but my light shall also be your light,
in which we shall see differently
but gloriously. I am not lame inside me,
no matter that I drag my foot, I have run here
through all my infirmities to bring you news
of a battle already won. Let my last breath
speak victory into the world. The race is run
and shall be run again, joyfully, and you shall
run with me, the territory opened
to us like returned laughter
or remembered childhood. Remember,
I was here, and you were here,
and together we made a world.
- from Everything is Waiting for You
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LETTERS FROM THE HOUSE
With the waning of the light, Autumn is naturally a time to turn inward, and every autumn for the past ten years, David has written a reflective essay for our annual brochure. Some of these are archived below, and we will be adding more soon. Pour yourself a glass, or brew a cup of tea, and browse these thought provoking pieces in front of your own hearth. The 2009 Letter from the House can be found in our on-line brochure here.
Letter from the House 2008
Letter from the House 2007
Letter from the House 2006
Letter from the House 2005
Letter from the House 2004
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