Trying to do good things for good reasons
Here’s the ninth disc in a series of mixtapes I made for Laurel’s birthday a couple years gone.
“Grandmother, have you ever looked a donkey in the eyes?” “I may have done, my dear boy, I don’t remember.” “In that case you haven’t, because otherwise you’d certainly remember. Grandmother, if donkeys could speak …” “Believe me, my dear boy, they wouldn’t and couldn’t say anything superhuman. They’d ask for good straw and clean…
Here’s #8 in a series of mixtapes I made for Laurel’s birthday a few years ago.
Back in the day, I made some mixtapes for Laurel’s birthday. Here’s #7 in that series.
A few months after meeting Sydney Bacon, Joyce Maynard’s mother, Fredelle wrote this, in a letter to a friend: You ask if ‘I’m in love again.’ No, it’s not that. ‘In love’ was the experience with Max, so many years ago and for so long. ‘In love’ was feeling one would go anywhere, do anything,…
Here’s the sixth of several mix tapes I made for Laurel’s birthday a couple of years yon.
Here’s the fifth of the mixtapes I made for Laurel’s birthday a few years back.
I just finished Bread and Wine, the second book in Ignazio Silone’s The Abruzzio Trilogy (translated by Eric Mosbacher). The book is a moving, funny, and sometimes unbelievable look into provincial life in Italy under Mussolini. Set near the start of the Second Italo-Ethiopian War, the novel largely focuses on a character named Pietro Spina, an exiled Communist…
Here’s the fourth of several mix tapes I made for Laurel’s birthday a few years ago.
At the recommendation of my friend Spencer, I recently began reading the Italian novelist Ignazio Silone’s The Abruzzio Trilogy, beginning with his 1933 novel Fontamara. It is an extraordinary bit of social-realist inflected anti-fascist satire, and I found myself quickly devouring it and eager to begin the next book in the series. It’s a very short book,…
31 years ago today, the poet George Oppen died in the Idylwood Convalescent Home (now the Idylwood Care Center) in Sunnyvale, California. He was 76 years old, and had been suffering from dementia (Alzheimer’s disease) for several years before his death. Hardly a day goes by when I don’t think about George or his wife…
The art of storytelling — the art of putting one word after another, one line after another, one sentence after another, explaining one thing at a time, without allusions or reservations, calling bread bread and wine wine — is just like the ancient art of weaving, the ancient art of putting one thread after another,…
Here’s the third of several discs I made for Laurel’s birthday a few years back:
For Laurel’s birthday a few years ago, I decided to make her a set of mixtapes, one for each year of her life, 30-something in all. The discs didn’t have any inherent connection, just a collection of interesting music on each one. Here’s the second in the series. Enjoy!
For Laurel’s birthday a few years ago, I decided to make her a set of mixtapes, one for each year of her life, 30-something in all. The discs didn’t have any inherent connection, just a collection of interesting music on each one. Here’s the first in the series. Enjoy!
This is the second of two ‘Shake That Thang’ danceable mixtapes I made for Laurel a few years back. A couple of songs are missing from the original mix, but it’s still pretty fun. Enjoy!
It’s been a long time since I started these posts, but now’s as good a time as any to finish them off. The details won’t be as fresh, certainly, but those that remain will have survived three plus years’ worth of memory-winnowing. Choosing an Officiant When it came to selecting an officiant for our wedding,…
‘I’ll be waiting when you call my name / I’ll be waiting at the door’
Lorine Niedecker Visited her in March (1970)—rumors: total recluse — something wrong with her? Mental breakdown?—ordinary cleaning woman in mental hospital—so, trepidation—fears groundless / “moment I walked in her door, she was opposite of recluse: outgoing, of good cheer, very lively. Time flew. Delightful afternoon—much in common with Al. —House only a few steps from…