One can almost make out the rattling sound of Emily's bones quaking furiously in the box, as she looks at this post in the cosmic rearview and considers all she may have missed out on.
This Incongruous Corner
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“… each of us, unaware, is painting this world …” This is from ‘The Pen in
the First Person: For the Drawings of Saul Steinberg’ found in The Uses of
Liter...
A writer is a person who cares what words mean
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A writer is a person who cares what words mean, what they say, how they say
it. Writers know words are their way towards truth and freedom, and so they
u...
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I spent most of yesterday alone, at least physically. Tom was at work, and
I was in the house; and though I went for walks and smiled at people, and
thou...
The Easy Life on Cruise Control
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Life is so damn easy for me. I don’t have to plan for the future because
Evangelical preachers say Armageddon is coming. Until then, conservative
politici...
A Lighthouse for Dark Times
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This is the elemental speaking: It is during phase transition — when the
temperature and pressure of a system go beyond what the system can
withstand and m...
Stay away from the pool
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My mother & I were visiting a friend of hers who was living in an apartment
complex that I regarded at the time as positively palatial, what for the
commun...
In Memory of Ed Ochester, Poet & Editor, RIP
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We have asked Ed Ochester (above) to edit our Sunday poetry pages for the
next few months. Here is one of Ed's poems: March of the Penguins The
editor of N...
“In spite of all the learned have said ...”
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Philip Freneau
Philip Freneau (1752-1852) was a journalist and poet in the early years our
country was forming. And, oh, by the way, I once wrote an under...
Jason Tandon
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Born in Hartford, CT in 1975, Jason Tandon is the author of four books of
poetry, including *The Actual World*, *Quality of Life*, and *Give Over the
Hec...
Balance is important in design
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Feeding therapy FINALLY!!
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There is so much to catch up on and yet so little. I have noticed that the
last year has felt like an inward journey and so telling a story hasn’t
fe...
One year gone ...
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*Meeting Mark Mothersbaugh*
Today marks one year as editor of *Fresh Water *for me. Man-o-man, what a
ride it has been. Despite the intensity of the job, o...
I'm still here
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Just posting here to let anyone know (whoever is still dropping by from
time to time) that I still haven't disappeared, I've just been spending
time away f...
2015 Mini Gift Guide
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A mini last-minute gift guide...it's been quite some time since I've
posted. But I love the holidays so much and sharing gifts that I think
would be great ...
In a Landscape - The Playlist
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John Cage, “In a Landscape”
Bob Dylan, “My Back Pages”
Neil Young, “Ambulance Blues”
The Twilight Zone Theme
Babylon 5 Theme
Simon & Garfunkel, “Richard Co...
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One can almost make out the rattling sound of Emily's bones quaking furiously in the box, as she looks at this post in the cosmic rearview and considers all she may have missed out on.
Futile - the winds -
to a Belle in tights -
Done with the House Dress -
Done with the White!
Love it, Laura! And thanks Tom and Emily! I keep looking and thinking it looks like her head is chopped off a bit in this . . .
Love this!
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