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The American English Teacher Reads the Ancient Chinese Masters I want those mountains, that river, my head in those clouds–that kind of wandering, self-ablaze, alive with possibility, drunk with wine,...
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It’s Earth Day and I rode my bicycle to work, but that’s a thing I do almost every day. I allow myself a little smugness for making more than the obligatory nod. I can pat myself on the back for...
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Letting the Lawn Brown Out Otherwise, it would cost a small fortune for all the water it would take to keep it green, and who’s to say that somehow green is prettier than brown? It’s softer, yeah,...
View Article#312: Senses Working Overtime
Unseasonably warm on this 26th of April, 86° in the shade, giving new meaning to “the cruelest month” moniker, and I’m biking home from work, still in work clothes, feeling myself try to crawl out of...
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