…The crowds upon the pavement / Were fields of golden wheat

…nations fondly remembered only when planning past-centered vacations.

…they anticipate they’ll win here too.

…draw her into a turbulent reengagement with the world.

And the little white van trudges under the big Botswana sky…

There is the familiar praise for exacting routine…

…seeing gentleness with proprieties of many kinds.

…assumptions that narrow what it means to be a woman.

…peace must be “Something Good happening.”

…creating a space where she too is present.

…that aunt timmie is not just like other people but rather, we are just like her.

Changing hearts and minds remains front and center…

…we are caught off-guard by magnificence.

To align with his royalties, he negotiates paying rent biannually.

How to carve a path from the kitchen to the cattle.

One paragraph later, she matter-of-factly brings them home.

…with parents who cared about poems and also shorthand, and near ships which carried rumors and news.

…if every innovation brings us closer together, from printing to sloop to plane.

…a son leans close to his mother through books.

Stuart Little tells a story of unconditional love.