Social distancing guidelines now include no more than 10 people gathered together in one place, and, anyway, to stay home. I grew up one of ten kids. The doors and windows to our house were never locked. I never even had a key to the place. And friends and friends of friends roamed freely across […]
The house is not a mysterythat’s made from trees and historyfrom every old nook and crannyyou hear the voice of a nanny. Papa pops up to make earlythe coffee and lets out Zoethe cat points like a unicornthe approach of a vacuum horn. The grand girls all day playpretend puzzles of their worldwhile the board […]
Word put upon word, drooped Robert Creeley said, or almost said. What Creeley said in his poem “The House” was: Mud put upon mud, lifted Mud is better than Word, but drooped is good.
Flummoxes Stupefied fact toyed, act torn, him worried, cat a gory, high pot and noose, feet shore, rumpled thick skin, cloud rains notoriously his, his story stand dulled lard, aunt tie, ear merge, knit knot, sullen wullen, negligee ant puss swill, hog wash, bass inn, trump pet, your bane, miss aria, melon cafard, old gourd, […]
Thoreau valued simplicity and wisdom, yet his writing style is not simple, and the reader must unpack the aphorism to pull out the pith. Anecdote becomes parable, reminding us of Alice and the Duchess: “Tut, tut, child! Everything’s got a moral, if only you can find it.” Thoreau’s claims, statements he knows will invite disagreement, […]