I am in here.
I have just been reinforced in the idea that I have long held in semi-conscious fashion, ever since struggling through first-year calculus: progress is only (or at least mainly) possible through disaster. You see, disaster clears out the rubble of life, the bits and pieces you can’t bear to throw away yourself, the illusions you … Continue reading calculus is life
So if I did write my story, what would it be about? Maybe it would be a ridiculously artful story about a storyteller who tells everyone else’s story to perfection, but can’t verbalize her own. But that’s simply too cute. It would also be very easy to get lost in it while writing it, and … Continue reading my story: reasons for
Explosion kills two in Tel AvivAn explosion in Tel Aviv kills three people and injures more, but police say it is probably not a terrorist attack. [BBC News] I woke up to see this on the news. Jaffa, which is right next to Tel Aviv, is where Mordechai and Chaya live, so I had to … Continue reading watching the news
Nobody tells you how to go about the actual daily life of a poet. I had lazily always figured it would “just happen,” and never gave it much thought. So I take a stab at it… Read Louise Glück’s Meadowlands and the new Nikki Giovanni collection, and bought a plain old large notebook, of the … Continue reading reading
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