When I would remark to a friend about how eerie everything looked during “lock-down”— vacant parking lots and streets, closed businesses downtown—I would often get the response of “But think how clean the air is! They can see jelly … Continue reading
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We are all mask-makers. Fear teaches us the art, And time holds them up for us to dance among, Changing our faces To face other gazes. In saints and bodhisattvas They disappear. Some masks are Gauzy, Thin. But more … Continue reading