2018 Tax Forms
|1040||U.S. Individual Income Tax Return||Instruction|
|Schedule 1||Additional Income and Adjustments to Income||Instruction|
|Schedule 3||Nonrefundable Credits||Instruction|
|Schedule 4||Other Taxes||Instruction|
|Schedule 5||Other Payments and Refundable Credits||Instruction|
|Schedule 6||Foreign Address and Third Party Designee||Instruction|
|Schedule A||Itemized Deductions||Instruction|
|Schedule B||Interest and Ordinary Dividends||Instruction|
|Schedule C||Profit or Loss From Business||Instruction|
|Schedule C-EZ||Net Profit From Business (Sole Proprietorship)||Instruction|
|Schedule D||Capital Gains and Losses||Instruction|
|Schedule E||Supplemental Income and Loss||Instruction|
|Schedule EIC||Earned Income Credit||Instruction|
|Other Schedules||Check the linked page for additional schedules||N/A|
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Director Barbara Osuch's LibraryLife
The Pulitzer Prize-winning poet Mary Oliver died Thursday. She was 83.
“Red Bird” & “Red Bird Explains Himself” is a beautiful pair of poems that open and close Oliver’s 2008 book Red Bird:
Red bird came all winter
Firing up the landscape
As nothing else could.
Of course I love the sparrows,
Those dun-colored darlings,
So hungry and so many.
I am a God-fearing feeder of birds,
I know he has many children,
Not all of them bold in spirit.
Still, for whatever reason-
Perhaps because the winter is so long
And the sky so black-blue,
Or perhaps because the heart narrows
As often as it opens-
I am grateful
That red bird comes all winter
Firing up the landscape
As nothing else can do.
Red Bird Explains Himself
“Yes, I was the brilliance floating over the snow
and I was the song in the summer leaves, but this was
only the first trick
I had hold of among my other mythologies,
for I also knew obedience: bringing sticks to the nest,
food to the young, kisses to my bride.
But don’t stop there, stay with me: listen.
If I was the song that entered your heart
then I was the music of your heart, that you wanted and needed,
and thus wilderness bloomed there, with all its
followers: gardeners, lovers, people who weep
for the death of rivers.
And this was my true task, to be the
music of the body. Do you understand? for truly the body needs
a song, a spirit, a soul. And no less, to make this work,
the soul has need of a body,
and I am both of the earth and I am of the inexplicable
beauty of heaven
where I fly so easily, so welcome, yes,
and this is why I have been sent, to teach this to your heart.”
from Red Bird, Mary Oliver, Beacon Press, © 2008 by Mary Oliver