These days are challenging ones -- HOW can we live safely? How can we live morally? How can we learn that none of us is the center of the universe?
Today, read the poetic words of Paul Tran and consider these questions.
Copernicus by Paul Tran (from The New Yorker, link below)
Who doesn’t know how
doubt lifts the hem of its nightgown
to reveal another inch of thigh
before the face of faith?
I once didn’t. I once thought I was
my own geometry,
my own geocentric planet
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Monday, June 8, 2020
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