• h.a.r. commented on the post, phrase 8 years, 10 months ago

    It’s a phase to write this phrase in these crazed and hazy ways.

  • h.a.r. commented on the post, cheek 9 years, 2 months ago

    Cheek to jowl they sat on the creaking bus, bumping over half-paved roads that wound tightly around the mountains rising, almost violently, from the rivers below.

  • h.a.r. commented on the post, mist 9 years, 2 months ago

    The mist was rolling in across the lake. Sounds from across the water grew muffled, and then silent. Had the fishermen gone home? Did the laketop cloud cover their chatter? Or were they too silenced by the awesome serenity of the afternoon?

  • h.a.r. commented on the post, stood 9 years, 3 months ago

    He stood at attention as the coffin was carried by, draped with the flag. He cleared his mind of thoughts, memories, images of that day. The sun was bright. The crowd was silent.

  • h.a.r. commented on the post, blast 9 years, 3 months ago

    “Five, four, three, two, one: BLAST OFF! Another rocketship run!”
    (Stage directions: Sung at top voice by a three year old, every morning. Coreography includes jumping with hands thrown in the air at the end of the countdown, then looking over the shoulder to ensure younger brother has followed suit.)

  • h.a.r. commented on the post, delight 9 years, 3 months ago

    Such an absolute delight to see you this weekend, my darling. And don’t worry for a minute about the extra weight — it suits you! And I haven’t been able to stop talking about your darling new haircut. I’ve always gone to the City for my hair, but I’m sure lots of the girls at […]

  • h.a.r. commented on the post, sponge 9 years, 3 months ago

    At 3, she’s a sponge for knowledge, soaking up what she sees and hears around her. At times, I want to shield her ears — “Don’t listen to that!” — but I don’t. She’ll learn to negotiate the world, good and bad, loving and bigoted, brilliant and idiotic, true and so very, very false.

  • h.a.r. commented on the post, kettle 9 years, 3 months ago

    When I got the sandwich, it came with a bag of kettle chips and a pickle. Sure, I could have turned down the chips and maintained my health-food kick, but what fun is that?

  • h.a.r. commented on the post, whiskey 9 years, 3 months ago

    His whiskey breath stank of a broken heart, lonely nights and a handful of other overused country-music cliches.

  • h.a.r. commented on the post, mission 9 years, 3 months ago

    The mission was simple. Get it away from her. He flushed when he even imagined that she might have read it already. Oh for god’s sake! he thought. Why did I send her that letter? It’s over!

  • h.a.r. commented on the post, escape 9 years, 3 months ago

    How do I escape from this place? No hatch door in the ceiling… No ladder from the window… No disappearing act possible… I sit down, quietly, and begin to think.

  • h.a.r. commented on the post, cross 9 years, 3 months ago

    “I hate to be cross at you, but I really am at my wit’s end. You must put that paintbrush down — now — get a sponge and some water and start scrubbing the walls,” my grandmother said with crossed arms. “It’s a lovely mural, but you better hope that comes off.”

  • h.a.r. commented on the post, fences 9 years, 3 months ago

    Good fences make good neighbors, people in my hometown used to say. But I had a dog who could leap over 6 foot fences. The neighbors didn’t much like that.

  • h.a.r. commented on the post, nun 9 years, 3 months ago

    In Africa, it was the nuns who took care of the villages, who really knew the communities, their members and their needs. These were women who could move the world with a word, and who were not going to be stopped by the pious, but faulted consciences of men thousands of miles away who had […]

  • h.a.r. commented on the post, near 9 years, 3 months ago

    What’s the dividing line between “Near East” and “Far East”? What if they are to your West? What if you’re farther from the “Near East” and near-er to the “Far East”?

  • h.a.r. commented on the post, made 9 years, 3 months ago

    We’ve got it made in the shade said the man with the blade as he played in the glade and the light started to fade.

  • h.a.r. commented on the post, maid 9 years, 3 months ago

    She came out of the room suddenly. I wasn’t expecting to see anyone. We both started back in surprise. She reached into her cart and handed me a chocolate. It made me laugh.