Monthly Archives: September 2012

I’d rather be here…

Institutional malarkey be damned… memories of Venice soothe my nerves. How long before a plane takes me far from here? Advertisements

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resignation

Other than the familiar retreat of walking or writing (or reading or photographing or cooking), teaching has been the cushion to soften reentry’s crash landing, one that is characterized less by violent or jerking movements and more by a persistent … Continue reading

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Hidden parks, unearthed treasures

Another urban oasis, this one tucked away on 53rd Street between Madison and 5th. The discovery got me thinking… and my curiosity was duly rewarded: New York’s Hidden Parks (although, technically this just covers Manhattan). Not bad for a 10-miler … Continue reading

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A beautiful day in the neighborhood

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Another year, another fall

Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.  — George Eliot (I’m pretty sure I posted the same quote at the start of … Continue reading

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The sun was showing off tonight

In my quest to learn to see the city — this city — again, I took a walk along the Hudson and took in the sights and activities that were elegantly lit by the setting sun. I only wish I … Continue reading

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Kerala travelogue 3 – Part 1: The Cyprus Edition

(this one’s been in the hopper for a while, unfinished, because there was always more to add. it’s still not quite where i want it to be, and still unfinished, so i offer you here one part of a multi-part … Continue reading

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Our eyes are always adjusting

Charlie Chaplin was supposed to be performing silly gestures on the large screen in the auditorium. At least that’s what my classmates and I had been told by our teacher about the movie we were watching just before the winter … Continue reading

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reading is also writing is also reading

“Read widely, read enthusiastically, be guided by instinct and not design.”

— Joyce Carol Oates

from The Faith of a Writer

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friday poem break

Between Going and Coming by Octavio Paz Between going and staying the day wavers, in love with its own transparency. The circular afternoon is now a bay where the world in stillness rocks. All is visible and all elusive, all … Continue reading

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earliest memory

“What is your earliest memory?” — these were the words embroidered onto a square pillow at the center of a photograph posted by Etsy, the online marketplace for handmade or vintage goods. More often than not, Etsy posts offer both … Continue reading

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urban splendor

Tucked away on East 51st street. A perfect spot to enjoy a steaming hot, freshly baked, 9-grain Ess-a-bagel with M. Unparalleled.

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first days of school

Each August, before the start of the coming school year, while my parents were busy reminding my siblings and me about the importance of doing well in school and making sure each of us was equipped with the necessary accoutrements … Continue reading

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eve

The hour is late, although I suspect a few more will pass before I can surrender to sweet slumber — and even that will feel like too little, as the alarm is set to twinkle well before what seems like … Continue reading

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Speed bumps remind us to slow down

My office should be declared an archaeological dig site. I have spent the better part of two hours doing nothing but excavating, occasionally — ok, frequently dusting off folders, books, questionable objects that have not been used or moved in … Continue reading

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