Posts tagged Annie Dillard
The Heart's Slow Learning
The Heart's Slow Learning
Memoir, Family Historycynthiabrooklyn, Camp Cooke, childhood memories, family history, fathers, Saverio William Carbone, butterfly tray, my father, learning, artifacts, objects, Annie Dillard, life lessons, Buenos Aires
The Childhood Street In Snow
Memoir, Friends, PoetrycynthiaAnnie Dillard, brooklyn, childhood memories, Coney Island Avenue, friends, snow, winters, childhood, Brooklyn, memoir, growing up, winter
It's OK Not to Write
Memoir, On Writing, Poetrycynthiawriting, why write?, Pico Iyer, Mark Twain, W.S. Merwin, Berryman, Annie Dillard, self-critique, editing, being a writer, blogging, Ron Padgett
In the Garden With the Hollyhocks
Father Poems: Those Winter Sundays & Yesterday
Every Day Is A God
Memoir, Friends, Books and publicationscynthiaRanch life, Vickie, Dorothy, friends, Annie Dillard, Holy the Firm, heart's slow turning, awareness
An Interim Day (But Aren’t They All?)
