For each new morning with its light, For rest and shelter of the night, For health and food, For love and friends, For everything Thy goodness sends. –Ralph Waldo Emerson Share/Bookmark
Of Peace On Earth Good Will to Men
I’ve drifted to sleep this week to Ken Burns, The Civil War. The photos gave me pause. We killed each other well, we did. On a somewhat related note, this is our National Poetry Month, and this is a brief note on a poem. Christmas Bells was a Civil War …
Letting The River Run
Sifting through a 2006 David Foster Wallace essay on Roger Federer in NYT Play, Federer as Religious Experience, I realize that this internet is good for some things. Recently finding old David Foster Wallace pieces is one of those things. I can come to no conclusion as to the benefits, …
On Saving Daylight and Saving Olbermann
Popularity is fickle, sucking your cock one day, biting it off the next. Keith Olbermann’s not as popular, ratings or opinion-wise, as he once was. In this political climate he is like a pesky fly to his network. A fly with poor ratings. This was a perfect time to for …
Slovenian Poets
I knew a Slovenian poet in college, or so he said. I never disputed his claim on poetry or Slovenia, though there was more than reasonable doubt behind either declaration. My first college roommate, with her vulgar bedroom habits and less than inspired imagination, could have easily challenged him in …
