June 8, 2021
Gleanings
- We should be upset. But what are we going to do?
- Poetry is demanding, too. It is a door through which we enter the needed work of making language toward new meanings.
- One of the (many) things I found alienating about “Ferrante fever” was the tendency to declare that Ferrante’s Neapolitan quartet had captured something essential, even universal, about “female friendship,” as if there is any one version of it.
- And then in the Fall, with the wind pushing me along the beach on my 43rd Birthday, I surrendered. This isn’t what I want my 40s to feel like. I have mountains to climb, rivers to swim. Finally, the leaf let go of its branch.
- I crave adventure. And the minute I start having an adventure, I can’t wait for it to be over.
- One used to have to walk single file along certain stretches of the path, but a few seasons of social distancing have made it wider. What you see here is the work of many feet.
- Here is my almost-summer wish for us: I think we should bring a pan of freshly-baked, thick, buttery, crisp on top, and plush with a flavor that absolutely reverberates with corn underneath, to your next park/picnic/potluck.
- Once I discovered some contemporary authors that I loved, it was like falling down a rabbit hole into new worlds.
- For me, I’ve always found pleasure simply in how a book fits in the hand…
- The creek’s perpetual motion, its burbling over the occasional rock and the pebbly creek bed never fails to captivate me.
- These days I feel like we’re all that annoying childhood moment of being in the backseat of a long car journey whining: “Are we there yet? Are we there yet? How about now? Are we there yet?”
- I’m deeply in love with the ephemera in my life.
- And while it is possible to slowly untangle this kind of writing, I wonder if it needs to tangled in the first place.
- How well do you know your dog?
- I Can See Myself Being Invisible
- We each had our version of Snuggle Puppy that we just assumed was more or less how everyone sang it. But we were wrong!
- “The way that colonial violence impacted me in particular was by way of disconnection,” Abel says. “Growing up without my dad’s presence in my life, without Nisga’a language, the Nisga’a culture, and also without being on traditional Nisga’a territory. That was all this gaping hole in my life.”
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