March 2012
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February 2012
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“I’m writing this in part to tell you that if you ever wonder what you’ve done in...”
– Marilynne Robinson, Gilead
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Have Any Questions? Send Me Some.
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The Sun in Winter
The winds howl in pain, in disappointment. beating heavily against my ribs like arbor canopies, wild with juts and shoots like a shield to protect my wary heart. I’ve felt lost in darkness, lost in a witless melancholy that becomes all-consuming. Canopies can’t keep out night.
But then morning comes. It’s rich and thick with effervescent light to warm my heart, making me wonder why did I let...
On All Day
My Morning Jacket Conor Oberst Iron & Wine M. Ward The Decemberists Monsters of Folk Margot and the Nuclear So & So’s Blind Pilot Fleet Foxes Band of Horses Beirut Great Lake Swimmers The Tallest Man on Earth Josh Ritter Bon Iver Joe Purdy The Shins Andrew Bird The Swell Season I have a great mix going on.
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Today is my birthday,
so consequently it is also The Decemberists Appreciation Day.
I’ve made it my goal to listen to all of their discography today and so far I’ve finished three albums. I need to get going.
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“Ever Fallen in Love” - Nouvelle...
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Eli, The Barrowboy-The Decemberists
“Would...
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“Me and the Major” - Belle &...
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So You Want to be a Writer? by Charles Bukowksi
if it doesn’t come bursting out of you in spite of everything, don’t do it. unless it comes unasked out of your heart and your mind and your mouth and your gut, don’t do it. if you have to sit for hours staring at your computer screen or hunched over your typewriter searching for words, don’t do it. if you’re doing it for money or fame, don’t do it. if you’re doing it because you want women in...
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I'm about to sit down and write my first...
“That’s really cool”, said no one ever.
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April, a Silly Excerise with Illiteration
Against the ambling arbor, attention to the Assembly of abundant Achillea is augmented by Afternoons always alive in adolescence. Pegging plain pants on the line, and Pretending to pull panoplies of plentiful Pleasures as people plant patches near the Roots and ruts running rampant among Rambling, ragged orchids returning Restlessly with the Idyllic image of ivy. Ian—immaculate and immodest—...
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“Diesen sind wir entflohen,“ sagte Sali, „aber wie entfliehen wir uns selbst?“
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– Romeo und Julia auf dem Dorfe von Gottfried Keller
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Heinrich Heine: Die Welt ist dumm, die Welt ist...
Die Welt ist dumm, die Welt ist blind, Wird täglich abgeschmackter! Sie spricht von dir, mein schönes Kind, Du hast keinen guten Charakter. Die Welt ist dumm, die Welt ist blind, Und dich wird sie immer verkennen; Sie weiß nicht, wie schön deine Küsse sind, Und wie sie beseligend brennen.
English Translation:
The world is dumb, the world is blind, becoming more absurd every day! It talks about...
Boarisch
“Boarisch (Bairisch) is a Sproch im Sidostn vom deitschn Sprochraum. Zamma mitm Alemannischn, Sidfränkischn, Ostfränkischn und Erzgebirgischn buidns de obadeitschn Sprochn. S Vabroadungsgebiet vom Boarischn is da oidboarische Tei vom Freistoot Bayern, s Sidvogdland in Saxn, Esterreich (estli vom Arlberg), Sidtirol und de zimbrisch-karnischn Sprochinsln z Obaitalien. Meara wia de Hejftn vo de...
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Untitled
“You bitch,” she snarled, but her lips quivered. Her legs faltered. I whipped around to help her with my arms held out. I was wary: My own lips quivered. My own legs faltered. She swung a heavy heating pad at me—her only weapon— but her arms gave out. It fell to the floor. Her eyes met mine—the same green, but hers cold and tired. She wanted to give up— but she wanted to live—and I...
January 2012
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A West Virginia Boy
The sick baby’s Speckled skin Burns like the forest fire;
Men and comely women Make the father Yell and blush.
Oh Lord, they gossip In their susurrus voices, We are losing everything.
The infant screams, piercing, As if he understands The foreboding omens of the assemblage
Who gather on the crisp lawn Of the hotel, the last Fleeting refuge before the fire.
- Shelby Denhof
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Have Read List (January 2012)
Hobomok and Other Writings on Indians by Lydia Maria Child
Everything is Illuminated by Jonathan Safran Foer
Sundiata: An Epic of Old Mali
Woyzeck by Georg Büchner
Die Judenbuche by Annette von Droste-Hülshoff
Bright’s Passage by Josh Ritter
Othello by William Shakespeare
Excerpts from the textbook Anthropology, the book Deep Economy by Bill McKibben, and Lapham’s...
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“If I am going to be drowned — if I am going to be drowned — if I am going to be...”
– Stephen Crane
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An Origin Poem
I come from the graveyard freshly walked. My little hands worked to clean the stones long forgotten. Gathered dandelions now lay as presents to the friends I’ve made. “You only know their names,” my grandmother would say. But I knew more than that. Simple epitaphs adorned each stone: soldier, mother, daughter, pastor.
I come from the cornfield freshly watered. My little hands could...
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“Blister in the Sun” by the Violent...
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Excerpt from "Everything is Illuminated"
She felt as if she were brimming, always producing and hoarding more love inside her. But there was no release. Table, ivory elephant charm, rainbow, onion, hairdo, mollusk, Shabbos, violence, cuticle, melodrama, ditch, honey, doily… none of it moved her. She addressed her world honestly, searching for something deserving of the volumes of love she knew she had within her, but to each she...
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“Eine Frau, die von ihrem Manne übel behandelt wird, ist dumm oder taugt nicht:...”
– Die Judenbuche
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US, THE JEWS
Jews are those things that God loves. Since roses are beautiful, we must assume that God loves them. Therefore, roses are Jewish. By the same reasoning, the stars and planets are Jewish, all children are Jewish, pretty “art” is Jewish (Shakespeare wasn’t Jewish, but Hamlet was), and sex, when practiced between husband and wife in a good and suitable position, is...