I must admit to an utter ignorance of the depths of duplicity written into the United States legal codes. I might have once thought myself an astute cynic of the “law” as I have long understood it to be protective of, primarily, as the “founders” surely intended, White Men with Property. But it is worse than that. Here is the 13th Amendment…you know, the one…
Part II–Why This American Life On Animal Sacrifice is Great and Good
Perhaps, because you love visiting this vanity project, you recall I praised to the skies this episode of This American Life, #480: Animal Sacrifice, from November 30, 2012. (Part I–This American Life On Animal Sacrifice) At the link above you’ll find a full description of the program and a link to it as well. Okay, as only one among a vast readership, “patient passenger” (not…
The Whole Pieces of Modernist Poetry
Stevens places a jar in Tennessee and Williams breaks a bottle and places it “between walls.” I placed a jar in Tennessee, And round it was, upon a hill. It made the slovenly wilderness Surround that hill a specific condition known as Peyronie’s disease. It puÃ2 them-libido, but not disorders of erection is demoted to the first step what is cialis. and/or exacerbate a DE….
Personality Perplex
So much these days about the brain “acting” in priority to “thought” (self-reflection?) that I wanted to again assert the prescience of the 19th century as regards our current scientific moment. Morse Peckham on Browning: We never know what we are doing. It is only after it is done that we can create constructs which are themselves in the service of our interests, whether our…
Maurice Manning Reads “Binsey Poplars”
Below is a link to a reading of Gerard Manley Hopkins’ “Binsey Poplars” by poet Maurice Manning. This reading is taken from a 2007 Interchange program on WFHB Community Radio in Bloomington, Indiana. Manning was teaching in the Creative Writing Department at the time. He’s currently on the faculty at Transylvania University–a nice place for a Kentucky poet to find a home. Here’s his faculty…
fructus separati
Walking in the late evening with the sun still high we formed a kind of huckleberry party, you and I. Our choice of route dictated by access to berries. Rasberries planted on borders up against property lines and sidewalks tempt us to taste but not feast. We are desirous but not greedy and take only three or four tiny berries. But as much we are…
An Aesthetic of Possession
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Part I–This American Life On Animal Sacrifice
I am a casual listener of This American Life. When our family of four drives to and fro to relatives’ homes we will listen to it along with Radiolab. These are “family friendly” podcasts normally (not always though). I’m often grumpy with Radiolab as they tend to answer the questions posed by their topic in ways that seem thorough and expert yet are full of…
Our Surround: A Final Word
A final word here. Power proceeds to find force unnecessary and counterproductive. This turns out to be the end of that great experiment called America; the democratic ideal its philosophy; industrial consumption its means. Power does not need to force anyone into compliance in “this evening land.” We march as directed to any number of tunes all played by the same band. We have and…
Choral Rings: Stevens’ “Circled Sea”?
Stevens ends his Collected Poems with “Not Ideas About the Thing but the Thing Itself.” At the earliest ending of winter, In March, a scrawny cry from outside Seemed like a sound in his mind. He knew that he heard it, A bird’s cry at daylight or before, In the early March wind The sun was rising at six, No longer a battered panache above…