“What the Living Do,” by Marie Howe. Have you read this poem? I hadn’t. Thanks to Pickle Me This for posting the link. I don’t know why, but sitting here this afternoon, struggling with sick kids and boredom (mine, as much as anyone’s), it landed in my lap like a beautiful, unexpected gift.
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My name is Carrie Snyder. I'm mother of four, writer of fiction and non-, dreamer, contemplative, mid-life runner, coach, forever curious. I'm interested in the intersection between art and spirituality. What if the purpose of life is to seek beauty? What if everyone could make art?