Sunday, May 21, 2006

r. i. p. Gilbert Sorrentino

posted at 8:45 PM

To be human
is to become visible
while carrying
what is hidden
as a gift to others.

... another ponderable from whiskey river

posted at 10:13 AM


Saturday, May 20, 2006

so friday the seniors had their final classes ... just some tests to take in the coming week ... i was feeling kind of wiped out ... just because ... but i slept in this morning & walked the old path by myself ... nobody else around ... no skunks in sight ... just a very pretty morning ... & i figured i'd take a look at the irises out front ... the ones i usually ignore ...

then i dug out old a couple of defunct rose bushes ... broke the shovel along the way ... soon i'll get the nasturtium seeds in ... and then we should be ready to roll

posted at 10:03 PM


Thursday, May 18, 2006

"It's a funny kind of yellowness, when you come to think of it, but it's yellowness, all right." ... says holden caulfield ...

discovered yesterday that many sophomores do not know what it means to be "yellow" ... blank looks all around ... how does an expression die? why is it so crystal clear - so perfectly known - in popular use one moment ... and then in the next ... we're blankoids all desperate for a footnote ... they must have stopped watching bugs bunny cartoons ... "what are ya? yella, bub?"

posted at 12:50 PM

God: Hey St. Francis, you know all about gardens and nature. What in the world is going on down there in the Midwest? What happened to the dandelions, violets, thistle and stuff I started eons ago? I had a perfect 'no maintenance' garden plan.

posted at 7:42 AM


Wednesday, May 17, 2006

interesting and hopeful developments over at our dearly beloved LibraryThing

posted at 12:11 PM

Forty years ago [yesterday], on May 16, 1966, American rock music grew up.

posted at 8:28 AM


Tuesday, May 16, 2006

What Is the Best Work of American Fiction of the Last 25 Years? - New York Times

posted at 3:15 PM

Grendel at LA Opera

posted at 11:32 AM

Kunitz did not go mad, die young or yield to other forms of dissipation, despite tragedies in his early life. For years he made his living editing reference books and teaching at universities. At night he holed up in a spartan writing room where he read, wrote and rewrote until dawn.

posted at 11:31 AM


Monday, May 15, 2006

glacier watch: got notice today that my re-certification has been recommended for approval by the lake county roe & has been passed on the the state teacher certification board ... which will probably take another month or so ...

posted at 7:48 PM

very sorry to hear of the death of Stanley Kunitz ... first poet i saw in d.c. in my (and his - same but different) seventies ... at 100 they all say ... of life ...

Day of Foreboding

Great events are about to happen.
I have seen migratory birds
in unprecedented numbers
descend on the coastal plain,
picking the margins clean.
My bones are a family in their tent
huddled over a small fire
waiting for the uncertain signal
to resume the long march.

posted at 7:26 PM


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