So we find ourselves in that suspended time between fall and winter, technically still in autumn, but with the days shortening and the weather getting colder. Over the weekend we sang songs around a firepit with friends, saw pics of another friend’s dog romping in her town’s first snow. In the U.S., one big holiday is behind us and the next ones line up before us.
On Saturday a group of Free Minds writers and I used Emily Jungmin Yoon’s poem as a way of writing our way into the present moment, hanging on her litany of “today” and “today.” We are neither back in September nor ahead in December, but here, now, in whatever todays we make in the in-between.
“Today my heart wears you like curtains. Today
it fills with you. ”
