From April, 2019

Completely Subjective: Jill Bialosky’s “Daylight Savings”

Daylight savings, the event, not the poem, annually both bequeaths upon and steals away from us an hour. The significance of one hour has been rapidly both declining and growing over the years. With the increase in technology, more and more can be done in one hour. In the olden days, an hour could buy you a trip to the next town over, your old horse-drawn carriage bumping and creaking down twisty dirt paths, stopping occasionally to water the horses or ask for directions, yet today an hour could buy you a trip from Darien to Romania or Argentina. Where…