Author Archives: janishaag

Part II It’s not unusual for us, despite our great love for Hawaii, to look forward to coming home after a couple of weeks’ vacation there. There’s something about returning to one’s own abode, own bed, own kitties that tugs … Continue reading →

  Part I I’m a big fan of the poet Jane Kenyon, whose last book of poems, published after her death in 1995, was called “Otherwise.” Knowing that she was dying of leukemia, she assembled the collection with her husband, … Continue reading →

A year ago today Dick and I boarded a Hawaiian Airlines jet bound for Honolulu on the first leg of our vacation flight to Kauai. It’s been my custom for some years (initiated by my friend Corinne Litchfield) to bring … Continue reading →

It was the shepherds who stayed, the youngest in their families remaining with the flock night after night, those of the lowest station, society’s outsiders, listening to the moaning of fat-tailed sheep under the stars, staying present in their ordinary … Continue reading →

As Dick’s best boyhood friend Kent Hancock famously said, “You’ve gone and done it this time.” In this case, I’ve dipped a toe into the cool pool of podcasts. Watching my student editors on the Express record a podcast each … Continue reading →

A winter solstice poem So much good arrives at precisely the worst moments, though we can’t see it for the flames, for the seizure, for the accident, for the illness, for the unknown thing that has befallen us. The way, … Continue reading →

People (often former journalists) frequently ask me what on earth my journalism students are going to do out in the world. “Newspapers are dying,” they say, which is true. I cited the most recent statistics for a lecture I gave … Continue reading →

In the old days of newspapers, when stories were typed on half sheets of blank newsprint, to indicate that a story continued on another page, you’d type this at the bottom of the page: (more) And when the story was … Continue reading →