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Saturday, April 30, 2016

The Water-Cure

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Daniel Defoe: I heard of one infected creature, who, running out of his bed in his shirt, in the anguish and agony of his swellings, of whi...
Thursday, April 28, 2016

The Woods

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I've gone for a walk today, as I often do when I can spare the time. I put my things away, pulled on my jacket, and headed up the hillsi...
Friday, April 22, 2016

Continuity

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Two poems about change, stone, farming, New England — and, obliquely, the ancient world. First up, Robert Frost: Of the Stones of the Place...
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Sunday, April 10, 2016

Missed connections

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There were plenty of other kids in the neighborhood when I was small, and most of the time I played with them, but I had another friend who...
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Sunday, April 03, 2016

Notes for a commonplace book (18)

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Milan Kundera: Man desires a world where good and evil can be clearly distinguished, for he has an innate and irrepressible desire to judg...
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Saturday, March 26, 2016

The Sleeper

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Forest's edge, March 2016.
Saturday, March 19, 2016

The Lost Pond

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I don't know why this little body of water bears the name that it does. It's true that it's a bit isolated, though there's ...
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Sunday, March 06, 2016

Late winter

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Wintergreen. Of late I've been taking weekend walks in a nearby nature preserve. The most surprising thing about these walks may be the ...
Wednesday, March 02, 2016

Of Cabbages and Kings

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Edward Gibbon on how the Roman emperor Diocletian, after abdicating the throne of his own free will, responded when his former co-emperor im...
Thursday, February 25, 2016

Storm

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At midnight, over the murmur of the wind, a knock at the door jolts us awake. It's a Roman centurion, in full regalia, but he's read...
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Monday, February 22, 2016

Melville at the Paper Mill

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Winding along at the bottom of the gorge is a dangerously narrow wheel-road, occupying the bed of a former torrent. Following this road to i...
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Saturday, February 13, 2016

Life list

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We live on a small lot on a fully developed street a couple of blocks off the main drag in a busy suburban town. The train station and the ...
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Saturday, February 06, 2016

Reading Austin Reed

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More than one hundred and fifty years ago, Austin Reed, an African-American inmate of New York State's Auburn State Prison, wrote a boo...
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Tuesday, February 02, 2016

On Novels (Austin Reed)

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"I despise the looks of a novel. The cursed infernal things, I can't bear the sight of one. They are a curse to every one that read...
Sunday, January 31, 2016

Thirst

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I grew up in a community of eighty or so houses built on a hill leading up from a small man-made lake. In the winter you could see the lake ...
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Friday, January 29, 2016

On Prophets

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From time immemorial the function of the prophet has consisted of one thing and one thing only: to cry down the wrath of the heavens upon th...
Sunday, January 24, 2016

If I Had Wings

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"Shake" is pretty much your typical Vulgar Boatmen song: understated but relentless, made up of lyrics stitched together from sc...
Saturday, January 16, 2016

The Boy Who Was a Friend of the Devil (Ana MarĂ­a Matute)

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Everyone, at school, at home, in the street, told him cruel and ugly things about the Devil, and in his catechism book he saw him in Hell, e...
Tuesday, January 12, 2016

The Journey of Shuna (anniversary re-post)

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I'm re-posting this piece (with a couple of additional images) for two reasons: because I've just been leafing through my copy ...
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Sunday, January 03, 2016

Hero or grifter? (II)

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There are two detailed primary sources, as well as a number of supporting documents, on the prosecution of Ernest de Lipowski (see previou...
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