January 2012
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House poem
Seo Jungju, translated by Clare You
Prayer I
Now I’m Like an utterly empty vessel or An utterly vacant field Oh Lord,—Knowing not how to call you— Leave the harsh storm A bit longer in me or A few butterflies or Make me a half-filled celadon of water Whatever pleases you Now I’m Like an empty vessel Once full of blossoms with scents
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December 2011
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“The observant reader may feel at this point that structured procrastination...”
– Absolutely committed to Structured Procrastination as a life plan.
November 2011
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August 2011
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“Long before I wrote stories, I listened for stories. Listening /for/ them is...”
– Eudora Welty, One Writer’s Beginnings, p. 14
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July 2011
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“I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve (or save) the world and...”
– -EB White
gaggle of Wilbur’s friends via Wikipedia
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Watchmissing the sea-spray. this is from our sail to Newport two summers ago.
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Watchthe dress looks nice on you
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June 2011
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New apartment
Peter: This is the tree where the possum lives. its name is Sheila.
Me: wow! a possum tree!
Peter: Sheila came into my room through the skylight and ate my trash. Sheila, or a squirrel.
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Fair Play
Fair Play by Tove Jansson My rating: 4 of 5 stars Purchased at Community Book Store (Park Slope), read alongside Moominpappa’s Memoirs. Jansson’s children’s books were usually published with a bio stating that the artist/writer lived alone in a little cottage on an island, but in point of fact she was one half of one of those mythical creator-lesbian protocouples. So it was an...
