June 18, 2018
New York City
Written on the Third Floor of the Museum of Jewish Heritage
Air. Space. Quiet echoes.
The view of the water and
the Statue of Liberty across it
Room to breathe and reflect
Room to make sense and make space
Room not to let go, but to hold loosely
a fragile thought pulsing with life
like an egg in the palm of your hand
or a bird
or the promise of wings.
What you want is practice, practice, practice. It doesn’t matter what we we write, so long as we write continually as well as we can. I feel that every time I write a page with real effort, even if it’s thrown into the fire next minute, I am so much further on. - C.S. Lewis
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