Susan Howe’s book, My Emily Dickinson, was my choice for Week 1, so that I would at last read it. It’s been on my bookshelf since ModPo 2015, my second season of ModPo. Suffice it to say that Howe’s Emily Dickinson has changed my Emily Dickinson. I had read a book about her life
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Here we are, at the starting gate for ten weeks of summer reading. I’ve ordered up a short stack of books, and they are at the ready. My Emily Dickinson by Susan Howe, 138 pages (20 per day). Though this book has been on my shelves since I learned about it in ModPo, I confess
Along with continuing to read (just finished Annie Proulx’s Barkskins), I’ve just happened to start using my hands to do more than hold a book, write, and type on a keyboard. It started with short workshops held by the Nasher Sculpture Center in Dallas to augment one’s experience of their various exhibitions. There, I made
I have been so pleased with the choice for the the third Nasher Prize, awarded by the Nasher Sculpture Center in Dallas. I had first learned of his work in a documentary piece on PBS a few years ago, and was captured by the combination of sculpture, pottery, performance art and urban development in his
…magnified and magnificent; that’s what “Winter Reading 2018” has been. My thanks to the grand organizer, Borkali, and to every one of you who has read alongside me. I know each of you has an over-committed schedule, so I really appreciate the time you’ve taken to discuss what you’ve read. I’ve never done anything like
This book was written in the 80’s, and as you can see from the blurb on the front cover, it helped “usher in the age of memoirs.” I think there have become too many memoirs by half out there, so that’s not why I read (listened to) it; I wanted, instead, to read Annie Dillard.
The image on the cover of Don DeLillo’s book, Zero K, makes me think of Greek or Roman statuary, the idealized human form. In the world of Zero K, people (wealthy people, to be sure, or test subjects) go to a highly-secretive private facility to go through a “process” during which they die, but have
Just thought I’d share a poem written by Hettie Jones, which appears in the book I’ve been reading: Women of the Beat Generation. Hettie, who was born in 1934, “made a choice to leave behind comfortable Long Island and the fifties’ ideal of a cookie-cutter marriage when she went to a women’s college…explored the creative
When I posted my pages read to my spreadsheet today, I was surprised to see that I had broken the 2,018 page mark. I hadn’t been watching the “Total” column. The audiobooks have made all the difference. I’ve picked up ‘Women of the Beat Generation’ again and am liking it better, now that I’m into
Another book not in my original stack to read. I came across yet another recommendation to read it, so I thought it was time. “Therefore, the color of organisms and objects is dictated by the color of the reflected light. And in the case of leaves on trees, this color is green. But why don’t