Monthly Archives: April 2012

Larry makes his wishes known

We finally got a small freezer and put it in the laundry room right across from the washer/dryer.  Of course, it immediately also became a repository of clothing. This is problematic, as the lid opens. When I came home from … Continue reading

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Growth spurt

In March, the labyrinth was looking great. We were eating greens and herbs from it daily, and spring flowers were beginning to bloom. Two weeks of rainy weather, then sun, then travel, produced a dramatic burgeoning! By the time I … Continue reading

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Story and poem

From that same issue of Poetry East I mentioned earlier, I came across a poem by Thomas Lynch, another poet new to me.  His day job is listed variously as funeral director or undertaker, a thought-provoking trade for a poet. I … Continue reading

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More art, inside and out

At the Met, the permanent collections, the paintings that you just pass by on the way to the “exhibits,” are so compelling. It’s strange to think of people simply strolling by something like Henri Regnault’s giant image of Salome (1870) … Continue reading

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Hype and some heart

At the Met in NY this week there is a small exhibit of pen and ink drawings by Dürer and others. The exhibit is just three rooms. I liked many by German artists I’d never heard of, like this one … Continue reading

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Oops, one more

Just when I thought I was finished with this topic for the moment, I came across this poem in an old copy of Poetry East. How Western Underwear Came to Japan When Tokyo’s Shirokiya Drygoods caught fire in the thirties, … Continue reading

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Last in this series

To finish this three-part series, a few months ago I heard a poem by L. A. Jones, a fellow attendee of the Squaw Valley Poetry Workshop, and recognized snippets from NPR–snippets that related to information that I’d heard and pondered and … Continue reading

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More awakenings

Following yesterday’s post about poems that try to make sense of the constant data we swim in, here’s one by Dean Young, from his booking, Fall Higher. The Tony in this poem is the Tony Hoagland from yesterday. Some Recent … Continue reading

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Awake in America

How can we process the barrage of data in which we live? It’s hard to make sense of the huge events that shape current history, and yet here they are, paraded in front of us replayed at 6, 9, 10, … Continue reading

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Rained out again

This is the third Tuesday (out of four) that Larry’s softball team, the Blues, has been unable to play due to rain. Larry’s comment on their website: “I never thought the Blues would remain undefeated this late in the season.”

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