The first time I opened the Gary Saul Morson article on Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn at The New Criterion, the color in the icon box and on the masthead was yellow. Soon enough, it had turned a lovely shade of purple. Now it’s red. Apparently, the color gets changed each month. While it’s tempting to just keep… Read More Working My Way through the Words
Yesterday, I wrote about how I’m finding it harder to combine words and images. I just thought of another reason for rejecting the practice: it gives short shrift to one or the other. ••• My longest-running blog is named “Poetic Anatomy: Finding Balance.” The name amuses me, because the quest continues. I’ve never gotten hold… Read More Destroying Tradition is Not the Answer
Bridget asked me to edit an essay, and a line or two in it reminded me of “God’s Grandeur” by Gerard Manley Hopkins. Rather than pulling the book off the shelf or looking up the words online, I turned to Youtube to re-watch the video of poet Stanley Kunitz reading Hopkins’s beautiful words. Kunitz explains… Read More Even the Small Stuff is Important
Perhaps I should try to put my book down and shut my eyes before 2 a.m. It might make it easier to get out of bed before 10 a.m. Have you ever heard the phrase “redeeming the time”? I glommed onto it a few years ago, after reading Eliot and His Age by Russell Kirk.… Read More Redeeming the Time
Hearing Dennis downstairs running beans through the coffee grinder woke me up enough to actually get out of bed. I had opened my eyes a few times before that, but they quickly closed again each time. I feel like it’s time to pay the piper. I’ve mentioned my Daily Reading Journals and have linked to… Read More How Far Will I Go?