November 2011
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October 2011
1 post
ya'aburnee
nickoleptic:
Arabic: Both morbid and beautiful at once, this incantatory word means “you bury me,” a declaration of one’s hope that they’ll die before another person because of how difficult it would be to live without them.
Mom said Dad said he hoped she would die before him. If there were a word to say, “I’ll bury you,” in the way that he meant it, it would have been a...
September 2011
2 posts
We need a writer. Not just any writer, but a writer that wants to change things....
– from the creators of Accelerated Reader
August 2010
1 post
Happiness song →
January 2010
1 post
October 2009
1 post
September 2009
1 post
August 2009
3 posts
Do Hard Things →
June 2009
1 post
May 2009
1 post
Our most basic instinct is not for survival, but for family. Most of us would...
– Paul Pearsall
April 2009
5 posts
resignation letter, by dean young
This clam doesn’t have the slightest idea what’s about to hit it. Well, maybe it does but approaches life with bemused becalmed detachment and therefore death is no big deal, not to be avoided or bewailed even by boiling. Wide it slowly opens around its secret vowel. Doubtlessly there is a grace in resignation as there is a briny sweetness in the clam. The delivery man rings a second time then...
September 2008
1 post
And now I cannot remember
How I would have had it.
It is not a conduit...
– John Ashbery
August 2008
1 post
God has done so much among us already. What if we trusted him even more?
– Father Steve Brice
July 2008
4 posts
I spent half the day (well more like a half-hour here and a half-hour there) customizing my color scheme. And finally, with no thought about the colors, I dedided I needed to add a new photo, since the ones posted here are nearly a year old. The most recent photo I could think to post was the lion, and once he appeared on the page, I was impressed to realize he must - subconsciously - have been my...
Have you seen how that imposing building was built? One brick upon another....
– The Way, 823
Don’t wish to be like the gilded weather-cock on top of a great building:...
– The Way, 590
November 2007
1 post
Economy is essential to all good art.
– Jerry Seinfeld
October 2007
9 posts
'Tisn't the season? →
“Back in the day — which is to say when childhood blessed us with a happy holiday myopia - something gloriously intense began on the Friday after Thanksgiving. Ahead lay four distinct weeks of consumer excess twinned with the notion of previously agreed-upon group cheerfulness.”
If you look, everything you want is here. It’s just not as evident as on...
– Daryl Rowland, from an article by David Giffels asking, “Why not Northeast Ohio?” (Rowland spent the first 40 years or so in New York and L.A.)
The bee bounces twice against the florist’s window then bumbles on. Baby...
– Dean Young, “Resignation Letter”
Not too many jobs are completely fulfilling — if they were, nobody would want to...
– Lisa
Do we have the grace to begin the race in a different place face to face?
– Graham Nash
Each one of us … will at one time in our lives look upon a loved one who...
– Norman Maclean, “A River Runs Through It”
Because we live in transience, let love abound.
– Tyler Gaston