Green Thoughts

I know that blogs are so 2005.  I'm just wondering: does anyone read them anymore?  I'm about to take a very long trip/adventure, and folks have expressed interest in following my movements by ...

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Done, and done.

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In 2007, I started this blog to find a community.  I was at the time a middle-Assistant Professor working on a critical book project and feeling keenly the absence of the kind of camaraderie and...

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Revision:  done, yo.  Definitely better, more persuasive, 25% longer, more articulate, and clearer framing of my book's argument than the earlier draft.  Thanks, dismissive reviewer!

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1)  Out for a run tonight, getting overtaken by a massive hailstorm, with thunder and all.  2)  Yo-Yo Ma's recent project with Stuart Duncan, Chris Thile, and Edgar Meyer (Goat Rodeo Session...

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So I'm taking the Things on a major road trip/camping adventure for a couple of weeks this summer.   We're going a long way, through very cool territory, a few states and a couple of countries....

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Sad, sad news of the day.

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MEMORIAL DAY Behind the banyan trees, the mansions. Behind the mansions, the             lagoon—. In the lagoon, a mooring of sailboats. Wind in the rigging. Hull-slap and gro...

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    And I was alive in the blizzard of the blossoming pear,     Myself I stood in the storm of the bird-cherry tree.     It was all leaflife and starshower, unerring, self-shattering p...

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FROM PARADISE LOST BOOK 3 Hail, holy Light, offspring of Heaven firstborn, Or of the Eternal coeternal beam May I express thee unblam'd? since God is light, And never but in unapproached lig...

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  Adoro te devote, latens Deitas, Quæ sub his figuris vere latitas; Tibi se cor meum totum subjicit, Quia te contemplans totum deficit. Visus, tactus, gustus in te fallitur, Sed auditu solo tu...

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GARDEN HOMAGE   Three windows are at work here, sophisticated spaces against the day, against the light. The sky looks as if it has been added later to a glimpsed worl...

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From Eleven Addresses to the Lord 3 Sole watchman of the flying stars, guard me against my flicker of impulse lust: teach me to see them as sisters & daughters. Sustain my grand endeav...

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TO HEAVEN Good and great God, can I not think of thee But it must straight my melancholy be? Is it interpreted in me disease That, laden with my sins, I seek for ease? Oh be thou w...

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TO ARES Ares—exceedingly puissant, oppressor of chariots, golden Helmeted, savior of garrisons, powerful-spirited, strong-armed Shield-bearer clad in bronze armor, unwearied Olympian bulw...

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The Picture of little T.C. in a Prospect of Flowers     I See with what simplicity This Nimph begins her golden daies! In the green Grass she loves to lie, And there with her fair Aspect ...

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THE BURNING BUSH Lizard’s shade turned torch, what thorns I bore Nomadic shepherds clipped. Still, I’ve stood, a soldier listening for the word, Attack, a prophet praying any ember be sp...

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Eve If the angels came there would be no kindness they are after all also without mercy pity they are warriors soldiers of wing beak and sword griffins of the lord endlessly taking sides come...

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from My Life As for we who "love to be astonished" You spill the sugar when you lift the spoon. My father had filled an old apothecary jar with what he called "sea glass," bits of old bottles r...

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Ambulances Closed like confessionals, they thread Loud noons of cities, giving back None of the glances they absorb. Light glossy grey, arms on a plaque, They come to rest at any kerb: All stree...

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Never Night You'd like it here where it's never night, where the sun circles, rather, until it ends up where it started from, east or west, rises, sinks but doesn't ever set, where in the summer...

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The Soul's Expression With stammering lips and insufficient sound I strive and struggle to deliver right That music of my nature, day and night With dream and thought and feeling interwound And...

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Paying Attention Outside the window, rain. Well, the sound of rain. Why would I start this way? Because my God prefers a preamble: Spool of lightning, Fist of night-blooming jasmine. My God can...

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--William Blake

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Prayers to the Birds Mockingbird, tanager, thrush—you liltwings, you hopscotch-skippers—forgive us our calling, noun-bound to be proper, to freight your pinions with what yokes our weight ...

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