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Monsters, Inc
Startled I’ve been having a lot of chocolate cravings lately, hardly unusual. What’s irritating is that once I eat the chocolate, the really fabulous brownie from Pain Quotidian, I don’t feel any...
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Falling Down Brain
Honey Island SwampJ.W. Diehl The other day, I participated in a memory study for a pair of young documentary filmmakers. (Actually, one was a filmmaker, the other a fiction writer, but involved in the...
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Out Like a Lamb
Spring is here and it’s lovely: the thought of little boys visiting, of long evening walks, museums and outdoor cafes, April poetry readings and Delilah’s June wedding. Today I wanted to buy a big...
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Sweet Thames, run softly, till I end my song.
Foot bath I have a bad cold and can’t write much. The skin doctor told me the plot of a zombie show while I wasn’t allowed to open my mouth. I don’t like zombies. They have no charm, no wisdom, no...
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Pink Lady
The picture above is from a wonderful online site. Go look at it. Then talk to me about the time machine you’re building and what I have to do to get a seat. Remove 20 years from my body, let me go...
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Of Chicken Pies and Horned Gods
Moses. Michelangelo Lovely belated birthday dinner last night with Janet and Ethan. My sweet poet friend had been at a reading at KGB featuring many of her students, which I wanted to attend, but I was...
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Good Day, Sunshine
I’ve been more or less depressed my whole life, but I’ve never before experienced coming out of a severe depression. The last time I was this ill, I was a child, and my depression lifted slowly. The...
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Earth Day, 2013
I’d forgotten how beautiful the tulips and the cherry blossoms are in Washington Square Park. They’re even more beautiful than an upside down marmalade cat, or dark chocolate in tin foil leaning...
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From the Cape of Good Hope
Convoy (Trade) Can’t find the title of this one… I had an astonishing day last Friday, starting at the Cathedral, where South African artist Jane Alexander’s sculptures have taken root. The...
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Let’s Get Wet
Foster Lake Union Fjord III Fredericka Foster paints water. Her new show at the Fischbach gallery on 11th Avenue is only that: water and more water, given shape by light and shadow. You know how when...
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Spring Fever
Tulips used to be small, elegant flowers. My mother had them in her garden, and I was taught to respect them. I don’t remember what she said, but I got the idea that in the hierarchy of flowers—we...
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Spring Fever II: Adult Content
One of my devoted fans, after reading Sunday’s entry, asked for one of my sexual memories. It’s a fair request. I took a walk yesterday afternoon and thought about it. The park in the rain was a soft...
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Where the West Commences
I learned the other day that I was accepted into Ucross, an artists’ colony in Wyoming. Four weeks in beautiful country (late August-September), four weeks with my own writing studio, lunch delivered,...
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By Dark
W.S. Merwin We went to hear W. S. Merwin talk and read last night. I thought it was last year I heard him at the Library, but it was 2 ½ years ago. It’s been a seismic 2 ½ years, yet still memory...
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Loving Dave Brubeck
Eugene Wright Yesterday, the Cathedral hosted a memorial service for Dave Brubeck, the great jazz pianist and composer—and in Bill Clinton’s words (via letter read aloud) “world-class human being”— who...
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Love Comes in at the Eye
Fitzroy’s opinion of the freelancer’s site Elance “I’m more attracted to women’s noses than their breasts,” Charles said as we walked down Lafayette in the warm summer evening. “I’m attracted to their...
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In the Merry Month of May
James Carter, photo Vincent Soyez We went to hear the James Carter Organ Trio Saturday night, and it was most definitely a holiday weekend: Carter, who’s always been a showman, piled on the razzamatazz...
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Yesterday, When the Sun Was Shining
Lola guarding Charles’ money The creamsickle pussycat had a cold for 4 days and we were very sad. Now he’s well enough to toss my jewelry-making wire-snippers in the air, catch them in his paws, chew...
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And Then They Lived Happily Ever After
So Delilah, my currently red-haired niece, had her fairytale wedding on the island of Chincoteague, in the June sun on green grass by the water. Sadly, wild ponies did not attend. But there was music...
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A Shady Boon for Simple Sheep
I haven’t had the creative energy to write here since Delilah’s wedding. Too much work, exhaustion…how the days do pass. I learn a lot from editing, though it does make me itch to write my own...
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