WISDOM OF THE WEEK:
“Every man I meet is in some way my superior, and in that, I can learn of him.” — Ralph Waldo Emerson
WORD OF THE DAY:
ebullient
SONG OF THE DAY:
POEM OF THE WEEK:
Song
At her Junior High School graduation,
she sings alone
in front of the lot of us—
her voice soprano, surprising,
almost a woman's. It is
the Our Father in French,
the new language
making her strange, out there,
fully fledged and
ready for anything. Sitting
together—her separated
mother and father—we can
hear the racket of traffic
shaking the main streets
of Jersey City as she sings
Deliver us from evil,
and I wonder can she see me
in the dark here, years
from belief, on the edge
of tears. It doesn't matter. She
doesn't miss a beat, keeps
in time, in tune, while into
our common silence I whisper,
Sing, love, sing your heart out!
—Eamon GrennanWHAT YOUR LIBRARIAN IS READING:
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