Showing posts with label Bookery. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bookery. Show all posts
Monday, April 03, 2017
Saturday, January 14, 2017
Reader
The sky has never been a wall
it has no borders to speak of
it takes my troubles everywhere
It's true that light is rationed--
but it's abundant by my birthday
(though scant at Christmas)
So I can read a book all day,
All Day. In a cinnamon haze
my sweet, dusty feast
_
it has no borders to speak of
it takes my troubles everywhere
It's true that light is rationed--
but it's abundant by my birthday
(though scant at Christmas)
So I can read a book all day,
All Day. In a cinnamon haze
my sweet, dusty feast
_
Monday, January 02, 2017
Thursday, December 01, 2016
"Arrival Times"
After three different emails with that ambiguous subject heading, K and I finally got together with our respective human offspring to go see Ted Chiang's stupendous, extraordinary, etc., etc. sci-fi short story turned movie Arrival.
It broke me. It's intensely emotional and threw me for a loop (haha). And the small blazes of happiness were because At worked out and shared the reveal way before it happened and my Nu pointed out in the first few minutes that "Come back to me" was used as a refrain. Before she lost interest in the movie and took a tiny snooze.
Speaking of which, it's the first movie in a long, long time that I didn't slip a nap into. I even napped during--please don't tell my kids--The Force Awakens.
Although they've known all about it for years.
_
It broke me. It's intensely emotional and threw me for a loop (haha). And the small blazes of happiness were because At worked out and shared the reveal way before it happened and my Nu pointed out in the first few minutes that "Come back to me" was used as a refrain. Before she lost interest in the movie and took a tiny snooze.
Speaking of which, it's the first movie in a long, long time that I didn't slip a nap into. I even napped during--please don't tell my kids--The Force Awakens.
Although they've known all about it for years.
_
Thursday, September 08, 2016
The Ladies Finger
Don't know how I first came across it, but I love this blogzine--irreverent, honest, charming, and pathbreaking. It seems to be written and produced in India, but it's a great read for anyone with transnational feminist sensibilities.
Wednesday, March 23, 2016
Wednesday, February 03, 2016
Monday, January 11, 2016
Tuesday, January 05, 2016
Monday, January 04, 2016
Monday, December 28, 2015
Saturday, December 26, 2015
Christmas Quartet
The kids gave me presents that blew me away.
Nu brought home a healthy recipe book (standard school issue parent present) in November when we had no holiday wrapping paper yet. She made this to wrap her present in:
At got me this because my RBG tee was fraying:
Nu gave me an extra present (because she loves me best of all!). It's a chocolate countdown calendar! (And she teamed it with a bag of chocolate she got her dad to buy for her.)
And Nu kept her creativity going by making the puppies a play yard:
My four kids are simply the best.
_
Friday, December 18, 2015
Friday, November 06, 2015
Frieda
Sometime between ages 16 and 21…
First I fell in love with Ted Hughes. Then I fell in love with Sylvia Plath. Then I hated Ted Hughes, while being mildly annoyed with Sylvia Plath. Then I took to raving against Hughes, and if you mentioned Plath's name would break down in angry tears. Then I pretended neither of them existed while reading their poetry secretly.
If that sounds exhausting,* how much more exhausting to be those intense, talented people, constantly under scrutiny and the pressure to perform.
Love Frieda Hughes' interview in which she talks about her parents. And I've come a long way from being that impressionable and emotional teenager who took everything personally, but still needed to hear this:
"To me, as a child, my father seemed to blame himself for almost everything. It was awful. A child does not want to see their parents suffer. Thousands of people all over the world every day split up, thousands of people have affairs. Not everyone kills themselves."
* Yes, it also sounds nerdy, but everyone knows that already.
_
Thursday, September 03, 2015
Saturday, October 18, 2014
A Quiet Thanksgiving
Right now
the afternoon brightens
the dogs sleep
beside me
the last of the corn
and the best acorn squash
from the garden are
roasting from light to gold
The kids sleep one room away
done with every weekend activity
A stumbled home from a night shift
and also sleeps
I? I have something completely
unrelated to work to read
while the week's laundry
churns itself clean and dry
Sounds so ordinary
but this hasn't happened
in years. It is a returning
peace, to be thankful.
_
the afternoon brightens
the dogs sleep
beside me
the last of the corn
and the best acorn squash
from the garden are
roasting from light to gold
The kids sleep one room away
done with every weekend activity
A stumbled home from a night shift
and also sleeps
I? I have something completely
unrelated to work to read
while the week's laundry
churns itself clean and dry
Sounds so ordinary
but this hasn't happened
in years. It is a returning
peace, to be thankful.
_
Thursday, June 26, 2014
Friday, April 25, 2014
Thursday, March 27, 2014
Encircled
We drew a lot of circles in class today because of Martha Nussbaum and the Stoics.
But it reminded me of another Greek:
Euclid
But it reminded me of another Greek:
Euclid
(Vachel Lindsay)
Old Euclid drew a circle
On a sand-beach long ago.
He bounded and enclosed it
With angles thus and so.
His set of solemn greybeards
Nodded and argued much
Of arc and circumference,
Diameter and such.
A silent child stood by them
From morning until noon
Because they drew such charming
Round pictures of the moon.
On a sand-beach long ago.
He bounded and enclosed it
With angles thus and so.
His set of solemn greybeards
Nodded and argued much
Of arc and circumference,
Diameter and such.
A silent child stood by them
From morning until noon
Because they drew such charming
Round pictures of the moon.
Tuesday, October 08, 2013
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