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Billy Collins

It seems only yesterday I used to believe there was nothing under my skin but light. If you cut me I could shine. But now when I fall upon the sidewalks of life, I skin my knees. I bleed. — Billy Collins, from “On Turning Ten,” The Art of Drowning. (University of Pittsburgh Press; 1… Continue reading Billy Collins

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Billy Collins

Just as the hare is zipping across the finish line, the tortoise has stopped once again by the roadside, this time to stick out his neck and nibble a bit of sweet grass, unlike the previous time when he was distracted by a bee humming in the heart of a wildflower.   — Billy Collins,… Continue reading Billy Collins

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