I checked around, and from what I could tell, the death of the great founder of the modern hospice movement was completely ignored by the American media. What a travesty. Had she promoted policies that promoted suicide or other destructive medical approaches to the ill or disabled, she would have been given a big send off. But apparently, providing great succor and hope to the dying and their families isn’t worth taking the time to applaud. Such are the times in which we live. I hope this piece is worthy of her memory.
Lift My Chin, Lord
Lift my chin, Lord,Say to me,“You are not whoYou feared to be,Not Hecate, quite,With howling sound,Torch held…
Letters
Two delightful essays in the March issue, by Nikolas Prassas (“Large Language Poetry,” March 2025) and Gary…
Spring Twilight After Penance
Let’s say you’ve just comeFrom confession. Late sunPours through the budding treesThat mark the brown creek washing Itself…