Wednesday, May 01, 2013


""Spring Renewal", oil,
by Kit Hevron Mahoney

   I sometimes receive renewal notices from magazines, and occasionally the word “RUSH” stands out on the notice, sometimes reminding me that other kinds of renewals are always rushing towards me. Actually, the entire universe is constantly renewing itself, whether I send back notices or not. Each second is a fresh and unsullied one, sent from the center of the universe straight to me and to each of us. Every moment is new- made, ultra-modern, and in mint condition. The little lamp on my desk has never sat just the way it is sitting now, and the stars spread across the sky are shining in slightly new ways from yesterday, and from ten seconds ago. I’m a new, state-of-the-art 71-year-old every moment, and all of our lives, and all stars and streets and mountains and atoms in the air, are -- lucky for us -- on automatic renewal.


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