“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 He is tracking me four rows deep, cycling in his hurried unhurried trot — blackwhitegreengreenblackwhite on and on in the green shadows, keeping out of this glorious hot sun. I’ve never met another soul on this path that dips below the road to begin, that keeps the corn to my left and edges deep trees and wetlands to my right, crouches and runs up a small hill and turns directly west before sliding […]
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You Can Listen Here Dostoevsky is for winter reading. W.H. Auden’s wry theory of books proposed their best time to be read in the appropriate season of their mood. The Brothers Karamazov is meant for the cold. When the light goes down early, and when you awaken to frost on the inside windows, Dostoevsky’s long book provides a saving hollow where one can escape the cold in the heat and turmoil of his Russian men and […]
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You Can Listen Here A few nights ago we drove into the valley — the mist just rising from the stream and ponds, the sky empty of light but for stars. At its widest, the valley is two hundred yards; one thin road winds through it. We were looking for fireflies. At the first crest of the road we saw them in unmown fields by the thousands, by the tens of thousands, everywhere in […]
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You Can Listen Here I am a fortunate man from a fortunate generation; all my life the rule of law has prevailed, my father worked steadily, we were raised within a dream of middle-class security and our few nightmares vanished upon awakening. Then, by and large the children I taught ate well, attended college and their station in life rose as their parents had risen. They were safe at night. Lady Macbeth With the […]
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