Vivian White
Tuesday, October 3, 2023
“…We, too, are made of wonders, of great and ordinary loves, of small invisible worlds, of a need to call out through the dark.” From In Praise of Mystery: A Poem for Europa by Ada Limon As autumn begins, if you’re up late, you may notice a bright point of light rising in the east. Look a bit closer, with a pair of binoculars, and you’ll notice it’s not a star at all.