I wrote this maybe 20 years ago and it was published in The Dead Mule School of Southern Literature in April, 1993. Zen and the Art of Rainfall 1. Out last night, couple of beers with her friends. Yes, her: that one, the one, gone now. Pale sweet ghost, thin blade of lip, profusion of mahogany curl.
Read moreIn Outliers, Malcolm Gladwell posits what we might call the 10,000-Hour Theory – that is, to become exceptional at something, you have to dedicate 10,000 hours to it. Whether you’re an aspiring concert violinist, a hockey player, a business analyst, whatever, it takes the equivalent of three hours a day, every day, for more than nine years to separate yourself
Read moreToday is World Poetry Day. We here at S&R appreciate great poetry (we even launched our own literary journal) and we invite you to share with our readers your favorite poem or poet. We’ll go first. Yesterday was the Equinox, and we’re now barreling headlong into longer days and beautiful weather. One of the greatest expressions of natural beauty ever
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