December 2008
24 posts
I thought of the lamp that was not plugged in to anything;
then of the boy who looked like Pig Pen, blinky and dense,
then of Linus and Schroeder, of the ferocity and poignancy
of our illusions. You think a blanket will protect you?
That you are really making lovely music on a toy piano?
But the blanket did protect Linus; and Schroeder does
play beautifully; and maybe more than anything,...
You know what I’d really like to see right now? Ryan Gosling in old-beard at a piano entertaining and singing with a gaggle of creepy children.
Oh, that exists? Thanks, world.
File Under: Will Be Missed.
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New Year's Resolution
To start up on the tumbs again in earnest.
See you all 1/1, whether or not I feel hit by a bus that day.
Family Dialogue re: ornament hanging, 12/20
Mom: You're putting all of your ornaments in front.
Brother: That is because mine won't take a back seat on this tree. I am working with the Rosa Parks of ornaments.
Mom: You might be overeducated.
Brother, under breath, hanging an egregious felt Jewish star with his 4th grade picture on it in prime territory: We shall overcome.
I love being home.
Adrienne Rich
I wake up in your bed. I know I have been dreaming.
Much earlier, the alarm broke us from each other,
you’ve been at your desk for hours. I know what I dreamed:
our friend the poet comes into my room
where I’ve been writing for days,
drafts, carbons, poems are scattered everywhere,
and I want to show her one poem
which is the poem of my life. But I hesitate,
and wake....
Pat's Papers →
I heart Pat Kiernan like nobody’s business. Guess it’s sort of my business.
Anyways, YES.
THEY’RE BACK.
Well, in theory.
YouTube Symphony Orchestra →
Went to the unveiling tonight for this new YT initiative (the whole visceral pleasure of it was getting to go inside the Google headquarters deathstar), and honestly, it’s RAD. Way to go YouTube, making your first high-gloss, global attempt at user-generated content and mass collaboration all about CLASSICAL MUSIC. Three cheers.
So what it is: Musicians of a certain caliber (they need to...
Loving this essay
Caitlin Flanagan on teen girl’s sexuality—mostly, its burning and unyielding. Scandale!
[Years and years ago, when I was a young girl pressing myself into novels and baking my mother pretty birthday cakes, and writing down the 10 reasons I should be allowed to purchase and wear to the eighth-grade dance a pair of L’eggs panty hose, I knew that password. But one night a few years...