Eliot Ted Kooser Terry Tempest Williams The Avett Brothers Tolkien W. I came out on the chariot of the first gleam of light, and pursued my voyage through the wildernesses of worlds leaving my track on many a star and planet. ‘ The Journey’ by Mary Oliver is a thirty-six-line poem that is contained within one block of text. Salinger Jack Gilbert Jack Kerouac Jane Hirshfield Jane Kenyon Jim Harrison Kevin Young Kim Addonizio Kim Dower life Linda Pastan Lisel Mueller Louise Glück Love Lyrics Margaret Atwood Marie Howe Mark Strand Mary Oliver Mother Naomi Shihab Nye Neil Gaiman Pablo Neruda Peace Philip Seymour Hoffman poetry Rainer Maria Rilke Rattle Ray Bradbury Raymond Carver Reader Favorite Reader Recommended Reading Repost Richard Jackson Richard Siken Robert Bly Robert Frost Ronald Koertge Ross Gay Rumi Sarah Kay Seamus Heaney slam poetry spring stardust Stephen Dunn Summer Sylvia Plath T.S. Journey Home Rabindranath Tagore The time that my journey takes is long and the way of it long. cummings Edward Hirsch Ellen Bass Emily Dickinson Faith Shearin Galway Kinnell Garrison Keillor Glen Hansard Gratitude grief J.D.
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Words for the Year will be back after a short break. Thank you all for an enriching and rewarding two years, and for choosing to spend your days with us. An uplifting funeral reading about finding peace in the afterlife and saying goodbye to loved ones. It seems fitting to end pause our journey as we began it two years ago. Bid me farewell, my brothers I bow to you all and take my departure.
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