Wednesday, June 15, 2016


This is a great song!

Thursday, May 19, 2016

Sunday, May 15, 2016

Saturday, May 14, 2016

Anne Carson

"It was the hour when snow goes blue and streetlight come on and a hare may / pause on the tree line as still as a word in a book."

That's from Autobiography of Red. It's hard to explain to my students that a sentence is one of humanity's great technological innovations. That is a sentence that shows to me, if nothing else, how amazing a simile can be.

Thursday, May 12, 2016

Andrew Sullivan

It was increasingly hard not to see in Plato’s vision a murky reflection of our own hyper democratic times and in Trump a demagogic, tyrannical character plucked directly out of one of the first books about politics ever written.
[From a long article, but fascinating (and disturbing), and worth reading to the end.]

Saturday, May 7, 2016

A Misunderstanding

Your profile said you're an unashamed
brainiac. I love the confidence that shows,
like you know you're smart.

You must be really into books and computers
and stuff like that, right?
She was holding a glass of wine

above her plate, her hand supported by
her forearm resting on the table's edge.
No no he said, that was a typo:

I wouldn't say that I'm a brainiac--
I'm a braniac. I really love bran.
His wine as well hovered over his plate,

which was heaped with hot granola,
and millet. She put her glass down,
reaching for the knife to cut her meat.

Friday, May 6, 2016

That boy holding the rake

Is in thrall to videogames.
His father views in the enchantment

Yardwork, and thus the compost bin
Teems with fecund decay,

And the soil beside the walk is scored
Into neat, little rows.