MICHELLE CURRY WRIGHT

Category: Deep Stuff, Sort Of

  • Fly by

    Telluride Daily Planet, Sunday, July 6, 2014 The 4th of July Thunderbirds usually get me thinking – as I get all choked up — about graduation from college, and about the sheer, welling gratitude in my heart that my father did not make me apply to the Air Force Academy the first year women were to…

  • It’s moving me

    Telluride Daily Planet, Sunday, May 25, 2014 My mother loved to tell people how good it felt to finally settle into our Seattle house after having moved 11 times in 17 years. Not just because of the house, whose mahogany doors and brass fixtures I still dream about. But because, as the wife of an…

  • Clean surface before applying meaning! (From the metaphorground series)

    Telluride Daily Planet, Sunday, July 21, 2013 Today I wake up and it’s like being on Mars. It is being on Mars, rather, because I can’t see a single simile as I scan the new day, from the ripening, blossoming flower of the sun to the gauzy veil of dust motes hanging on the curtain…

  • Crucible year

    Telluride Daily Planet, Sunday, January 20, 2013 Here’s a theory (I made it up): The theory is that every person has a crucible year, a year during which certain key elements come together and alchemize from the soft-ish stuff of undigested life into a brand new compound, a hard bright crystalline nugget through which all…

  • Elegy

    Telluride Daily Planet Sunday, September 16, 2012 Dear Tooth Fairy, I’m going the public route with this letter — since I doubt you’d think to look for one under my pillow — even if I had a tooth to include with it. I’ll say right up front, though, that I tend to see your mission…

  • Rapt, wrapped, rapped

    Telluride Daily Planet Sunday, August 19, 2012 The most beautiful emotion we can experience is the mystical. It is the power of all true art and science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead. To know that what is…