December 2010
14 posts
“Still, reading Shakespeare on a Kindle can feel like drinking champagne from a...”
– Sergei Labanov-Rostovsky, Kenyon College (via nicosroom)
“When power leads man toward ignorance, poetry reminds him of his limitations....”
– John F. Kennedy
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Manna
Everywhere, everywhere, snow sifting down, a world becoming white, no more sounds, no longer possible to find the heart of the day, the sun is gone, the sky is nowhere, and of all I wanted in life – so be it – whatever it is that brought me here, chance, fortune, whatever blessing each flake of snow is the hint of, I am grateful, I bear witness, I hold out my arms, palms up, I know it is...
Babies should grow in fields; common as beets or turnips they should be picked and held root end up, soil spilling from between their toes— and how much easier it would be later, returning them to earth.
Linda Pastan (excerpted from Notes from the Delivery Room)
“As with warm dough that’s squeezed and kneaded, all he wanted was to hold...”
– Camus
