The Uses of Sorrow
(In my sleep I dreamed this poem)
Someone I loved once gave me
a box full of darkness.
It took me years to understand
that this, too, was a gift.
Mary Oliver
(In my sleep I dreamed this poem)
Someone I loved once gave me
a box full of darkness.
It took me years to understand
that this, too, was a gift.
Mary Oliver
Stephen King, On Writing. (via lauriehalseanderson)
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jm
My brother’s band lowfives is in the running for New England Artist of the Month. Y’all should go vote, they’re only a few votes away from #1 right now! Polls close on the 20th, so hop to it! Pretty please :)
Free downloads of two of their songs at http://lowfive.bandcamp.com