On a stormy good Friday morning in Atlanta, I read John Donne's "Good Friday 1613, Riding Westward," as has been my custom for many years.
Wonderful to reopen the Norton Anthology of English Literature and rediscover Britain's literary treasures.
We're headed westward ourselves for a mini-family reunion and history-steeped weekend in Montgomery, Ala.
Other family members are on their way to Fort Worth to cheer the LSU gymnastics team on as they seek a national championship.
As we depart, here is an Easter message from George Hebert's "Easter Wings."
O let me rise
As larks, harmoniously,
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