This Strangeness in my Life

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It is so hard to see where it is, but it is there even in the morning when the miracle of shapes assemble and become familiar, but not quite; and the echo of a voice, now changed, utterly dissociated, as though all warmth and shared sweetness had never been. It is this alien space, not stark as the moon, but lush and almost identical to the space that was. But it is not. It is another place and you are … Read More

Liz Gilbert on Ruth Stone’s Creative Process

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As [Stone] was growing up in rural Virginia, she would be out, working in the fields and she would feel and hear a poem coming at her from over the landscape. It was like a thunderous train of air and it would come barrelling down at her over the landscape. And when she felt it coming…cause it would shake the earth under her feet, she knew she had only one thing to do at that point. That was to, in … Read More