It’s almost 7am and I woke up with an old friend, Robert Bly’s poem “Monet’s Haystacks” stuck in my head. I was looking for a particular recording to share with you, from his spoken word recording entitled “The Night Abraham Called To The Stars”, but it didn’t seem to exist in any modern realm, so I’ve uploaded it for our listening pleasure. The best od…
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