Editor's Column
Sea Change
Don’t you think we come to the beach because we want to stop moving? The road ends, we can’t go any farther, we are forced to stop. To finally be still.
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What These Words Can Do
In eliminating poetry from our lives, we miss discovering a pursuit of pleasure that we didn’t even know we needed.
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The Magic of the Movies
The pictures may look the same on screen, but we can no longer legitimately call them “films.”
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And Dance by the Light of the Moon
From the living room, which faces east, they’ll see it rise. I’ll bet it’ll be bright. I’ll bet it’ll be beautiful.
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How Lovely It Was
Before I was old enough for midnight movies or grown-up parties or Champagne dinners, I spent every New Year’s Eve at my grandmother’s house.
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What You Can’t See
It’s becoming so clear to me that real gifts aren’t the ones under the tree.
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A Silent Salute
I thought about all the people who carry scars others can’t see. About how we go on anyway, with courage, with strength, with our heads held high.
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No Ocean in the Mountains
In 1988, I slapped an Appalachian State University sticker on the rear window of my car and headed west to the mountains. I drove away from my home in Randolph County, down U.S. Highway 64, and past the Uwharries, which, until my college years, had been the highest peaks I’d ever seen. On move-in day, … Continued
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Hey, Good Lookin’
On the places where the colorless veil of memory lifts, and the past stares back at us, all dressed up and looking every bit as beautiful as we remember.