my postings may still be sporadic - I still have a lot of work to do. I will be back into normal posting eventually but right now it may not be each day.
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american life in poetry: column 099
by ted kooser, u.s. poet laureate, 2004-2006
My maternal grandparents got their drinking water from a well in [...]
Entries from February 2007
new water
February 25, 2007
hiatus
February 18, 2007
my apologies for not posting. I’m quite overwhelmed by school right now and I need to take some time to get some things in order. I will, hopefully, be back in a week. I will be back but I just need some time to get things in order.
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kissing a horse
February 11, 2007
american life in poetry: column 098
by ted kooser, u.s. poet laureate, 2004-2006
A horse’s head is big, and the closer you get to it, the bigger it gets. Here is the Idaho poet, Robert Wrigley, offering us a horse’s head, up close, and covering a horse’s character, too.
Kissing a Horse
Of the two spoiled, barn-sour geldings
we owned [...]
what we wish for
February 10, 2007
We recently finished up Autobiography of a Face by Lucy Grealy (you can hear an interview with the author on NPR’s Fresh Air). In this book, Grealy accounts her bout with cancer and how the surgeries took their toll on how she looked physically.
Grealy writes about how being in the hospital made her special, [...]
in the now
February 6, 2007
Today in my autobiography class, a classmate quoted a professor from one of her other classes, a creative nonfiction course. She said that her professor said that if you are in the now of grief (or supplement this with any other strong emotion), you shouldn’t write about it. She said that this professor [...]
i am different
February 5, 2007
Rousseau, in discussing his particular confessional style of memoir writing, writes, “I am commencing an undertaking, hitherto without precendent, and which will never find an imitator…I am not made like any of those I have seen; I venture to believe that I am not made like any of those who are in existence. If [...]
somebody else’s baby
February 4, 2007
american life in poetry: column 097
by ted kooser, u.s. poet laureate, 2004-2006
Though parents know that their children will grow up and away from them, will love and be loved by others, it’s a difficult thing to accept. Massachusetts poet Mary Jo Salter emphasizes the poignancy of the parent/child relationship in this perceptive and compelling poem.
Somebody [...]
self-portrait, week #15
February 3, 2007
Today was the meeting of the kids. Dakota and Frank got along famously. It was funny. They are so much alike - although there are nearly 9 1/2 years between them. Frank definitely has the ability to wear Dakota out. Dakota has the ability to calm Frank down. They [...]
different
February 2, 2007
One of the things I’ve found out while I’ve been in grad school is that many of us feel like we’re frauds — that we feel like we don’t know half of what we’re supposed to know. I thought I was alone in this until I talked to a friend and my brother about [...]
kids
February 1, 2007
Youngguy and I had made plans to do something this coming weekend. He asked if I’d like to go snowshoeing - and in one of my favorite areas around town. He even suggested that I bring my camera.
Whoa. Does he know what he’s getting into when he says that?
But, alas, my tumble [...]