NOW

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Is there any concept harder to grasp than “the present?” Here’s an intellect vastly larger than mine, Augustine of Hippo, speaking to us from the fourth century: “How can the past and future be, when the past no longer is, and the future is not yet? As for the present, if it were always present and never moved on to become the past, it would not be time, but eternity.” Perhaps poetry, as is often the case, can shed some light?

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You Got A Problem With That?

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As I prepare to celebrate Easter tomorrow, I am compelled to write about my faith. Because I’m weary of being silently judged as less than smart or sophisticated because of it.

Yes, I believe that a crucified Jesus actually returned from the dead on a day now known as Easter. As we say in New Jersey, you got a problem with that?

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Painful Every Time

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Misogyny isn’t something I thought about very much until last week, when two female acquaintances shared their stories with me.

One said that shortly after she became a twenty-year-old bride, her new husband’s black socks came out of the laundry pilled because she had washed them along with a load of towels. To teach her a lesson, he shoved a sock into her mouth.

The second woman told me that when she was diagnosed with ovarian cancer a few years ago, her husband abandoned her.

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HOTEL BAR, MANHATTAN

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Waiting on a friend for dinner in Manhattan the other day, I nursed a drink at the bar. In no more than thirty minutes, other patrons within earshot reminded me of how unique a city is New York, New York. 

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Together At A Distance

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So much is being written about social media addiction that I hesitate to add my two cents. But I can’t resist—thanks to the sight of two young Asian couples playing cards in an upscale Vieques restaurant while waiting for their appetizers the other night. 

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Dueling With Ghosts

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I’m nearing the conclusion of Shirley Jackson’s classic horror novel, The Haunting of Hill House, so ghosts must be on my mind these days. Of course, it doesn’t help that I’m reading this book in bed to help me fall sleep.

This might explain why, as I was just awakening in the pre-dawn dark the other morning, a searing thought came from nowhere: “I’m dueling with ghosts.”

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Room With A View

We must have a view—whether it’s a panorama like the one from my mountain home on the Puerto Rican island of Vieques, or simply a clutch of swaying grasses, like the ones I watch from my writing room in Truro (they really call it a writing “shack” but I’ll spare you the pretense of that).

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Pan view from my house in Vieques, Puerto Rico

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Cloudy

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Here's a thought to help us get through the drear of a northern winter . . . 

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Everyday Dishes

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In the passion of new love, minds and bodies and souls blend, as portrayed in this painting by Leonid Afremov. We expect to feel like this all the time, resulting in inevitable disillusion. But after the flames have given way to the everyday, like a drug, we crave our next hit. 

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Next Play

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The way to win at anything is to be just a little bit better than everybody else. It’s like the difference between still water at 211 degrees and water at 212 degrees . . . boiling.

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