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My heart with pleasure fills…”

Pond in sum­mer, taken with iPhone4, retouched with pho­to­gene I Wan­dered Lonely As A Cloud I wan­dered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o’er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daf­fodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Flut­ter­ing and danc­ing in the breeze. Con­tin­u­ous as […]

Teasing out the light around us

When I take a pho­to­graph, I’m look­ing for the light. Then, as I retouch it, I’m look­ing for the impres­sion. What I want to accom­plish is to recre­ate the sen­sa­tion when we look at some­thing quickly and are left with equal parts dis­tinct and indis­tinct per­cep­tion. The meld­ing of the two states cre­ates an impression […]

True love is the union of parallel paths

When­ever we find, in two forms of life that are unre­lated to each other, a sim­i­lar­ity of form or of behav­ior pat­terns which relates to more than a few minor details, we assume it to be caused by par­al­lel adap­ta­tion to the same life-preserving func­tion. Kon­rad Lorenz One hot Fri­day after­noon a long time ago […]

Loved by your words

So much is made of the pain that accom­pa­nies cre­ation. What if the essence of cre­ativ­ity was love? I know myself that as com­pelling as the image is, the real­ity of set­ting out to make a work of the imag­i­na­tion, to tease the fluid ingre­di­ents from your mind and hold them still enough that they can […]

The wilderness’ concordant generality:” Faulkner, language and knowledge

A Japan­ese poet once wrote that there is no util­ity in metaphor, that in the mod­ern world the only valu­able expres­sion is of words that are spe­cific to one thing. This is lan­guage as the table of exis­ten­tial ele­ments: when used pre­cisely, words make an objec­tive real­ity that we can use to breach the gaps between […]

An example of the elegance of clear and simple speech in poetry

When I write a poem I try to keep the words as sim­ple and true as I can man­age. The temp­ta­tion to show-off with lan­guage is always there, and the temp­ta­tion to force mean­ing will make me pause and doubt the words. I know that the music is in the plain­song of lan­guage and that […]