The consolations of grief

A year ago, I was fortunate to hear poet Tracy K. Smith speak to a group and broach the topic of grief. She was our U.S. poet laureate in 2012, and authentically acknowledges collective grief and longing as a black woman. My heart leapt when I heard her share the phrase, “grief is one ofContinue reading “The consolations of grief”

Walking into a new perspective

Maia writes: Infectious disease director Michael Osterhold said in the middle of the pandemic: “Every morning, I scrape five inches of mud off my crystal ball.  Any effort to predict a future course beyond 30 days relies on pixie dust for its basis.” I find this statement both exhilarating and horrifying these past years.  IContinue reading “Walking into a new perspective”