“In such a world of conflict, a world of victims and executioners, it is the job of thinking people, not to be on the side of the executioners.”- Camus
You Can Listen Here The Underground Railroad is a book to be reread. Once is not enough. It fulfills the paradox of very good novels. They give life to those who never lived. They are resurrectionists of the forgotten dead and creators of those never born but anonymous and alive. They give names to some and also draw forth the actions of the unnamed. In Whitehead’s pre-Civil War America, slavery is the defining reality: […]
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Y ou Can Listen Here It is the Christmas Season and all the nests have come out in the Field, in its wildways (yours too somewhere near you, in woodlots and city wild spots). The hidden places have been made bold. A cardinal’s nest and a sparrow’s and high up in a tree close to the road, big as a box, a crow’s nest, unknown until now (for in Spring they go quietly back […]
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Y ou Can Listen Here The curse of the teacher who remembers the faces that came through the years of his classrooms is that those lives so directly translate to the faces of children in danger, and all those pictures call forth a protective fury and a desire for justice that is raw and stands right next to vengeance. When I look at the children of Aleppo, I see my students, not their faces but their […]
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Y ou Can Listen Here Hedgerows does not seem accurate enough, and I am unaware of another name for them, so this one will do: wildways, a derivation of highways and wild, the strands of hedges, vines, trees, brambles, and old rock fences that skirt and sometimes divide fields. They are the paths for all creatures wild to go from point a to b. They are habitat, food source, hunting arena, nesting spot, shelter, […]
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