I’m a mother, a wife, a daughter, a sister, a boss, a writer. I love language, rhythm, and how the hybrid form speaks to multiple facets of emotion and experience. I write about my life, especially when things get hard, which is just about every day around here. My stories will tell you why.
No one ever told us we had to study our lives,
make of our lives a study, as if learning natural history
or music, that we should begin
with the simple exercises first
and slowly go on trying
the hard ones, practicing till strength
and accuracy became one with the daring
to leap into transcendence, take the chance
of breaking down the wild arpeggio
or faulting the full sentence of the fugue.
And in fact we can’t live like that: we take on
everything at once before we’ve even begun
to read or mark time, we’re forced to begin
in the midst of the hard movement,
the one already sounding as we are born.
Adrienne Rich’s “Transcendental Étude” from A Dream of a Common Language