“Exile brings you overnight where it would normally take a lifetime to go.” ― Joseph Brodsky On days when the sun is shining across the oak outside my door, and colors I didn’t know it possessed bloom in the bark’s inscribed lines – gold, green, sage – I like to think about the concept of limits. The Russian poet, Joseph Brodsky, spent 18 months in a labor camp in subzero temperatures along the Arctic Circle. Some have
Breathe Lightning
Breathe Lightning
Breathe Lightning
“Exile brings you overnight where it would normally take a lifetime to go.” ― Joseph Brodsky On days when the sun is shining across the oak outside my door, and colors I didn’t know it possessed bloom in the bark’s inscribed lines – gold, green, sage – I like to think about the concept of limits. The Russian poet, Joseph Brodsky, spent 18 months in a labor camp in subzero temperatures along the Arctic Circle. Some have