April 14, 2020
Jack
The Appreciation Exercise
I want to share with you an exercise that a colleague created. It’s called, “The Appreciation Exercise.” It’s free, it’s easy, and you can do it with anyone you are currently stuck in the house with.
April 13, 2020
Jack
“A kind of rapture” (poem)
And when this ends we will emerge, shylyand then all at once, dazed, longhaired as we embrace
loved ones the shadow spared, and weep for those it gathered in its shroud.
March 22, 2020
Jack
keeping quiet (poem)
Now we will count to twelve and we will all keep still.
For once on the face of the earth, let’s not speak in any language;let’s stop for one second,
and not move our arms so much.
August 23, 2019
Jack
Requiem for a father and mentor
A couple of weeks ago, Jim Tompkins died. Jim was the father of my two oldest friends in the world, Mark and Derek Tompkins. I’ve known these guys since preschool. We were inseparable growing up and we’re still friends to this day.
January 3, 2019
Jack
If you knew (poem)
What if you knew you’d be the lastto touch someone? If you were taking tickets, for example, at the theater, tearing them,giving back the ragged stubs,you might take care to touch that palm,brush your fingertipsalong the life line’s crease. When a man pulls his wheeled suitcase too slowly though the airport, whenthe car in front of me …
