After arriving in NYC I promptly got sick with a stomach bug, which swept me off my feet like true love does not. I met up with my cousin Haim who I had not seen in 13 years; he is now bearded and studying to be a rabbi.
Now I'm back in the Hudson Valley, trying to make my stomach accept the food I offer it. I went to the studio and drew for a bit for class tomorrow. Goals for the rest of today: write. write all I know about pre-saccadic shifts in attention. And to get some more food down.
wish me luck.
Sunday, March 30, 2014
Monday, March 24, 2014
warm home
But having drunk coffee with my grandmother who's visiting from Israel, giving Yosef the requested buzz cut, driven Shimon to his swim lesson, helped Papa fix up the basement after the electrical wiring got redone and helped Mama pick out a skirt, I am now at the end of the part of my spring break that is me being at home - and leaving tomorrow at 7am.
The lakes are still frozen but the geese are back.
Saturday, March 15, 2014
dismantle
After
heroically fighting cancer for eight years, a member of my community; wife,
mother of two, sister, aunt, and friend – passed away.
I feel like there is a haze between my eyeballs and my skull; hopefully this
cold will dissipate soon.
Wednesday on the way back from NYC I saw the collapsed buildings in Harlem as we pulled out of Grand Central Station. Nine hours after the explosion, the debris was still strewn across a couple blocks, the firemen swarmed around the buildings, and the smoke indifferently rose up to the sky.
Last Friday Hannah threw a small party. We read animal-related writing, drank mulled wine, ate coconut cake and painted our face wild colors.
I went to Olja’s birthday party the next day, finally legal in this country as well as her own.
It was the anniversary of a Bard student’s death from last year. I’m not supposed to know how she died but do, and have seen the pain it brought to her mother and friends.
After getting off the train and onto a bus, I listened to two women talk. They were both young and with children: one had a two year old girl, the other a four year old boy. They were struggling with being single mothers, living in a shelter, walking in the rain for an hour to find a job, not having access to the internet to search anywhere but the library, where it was difficult to search because libraries aren’t set up for little children to run around while you try to find job leads.
When I talked to Shimon on the phone last time, he told me that he and one of his friends pretend to be Pokémon. The transform and have made up new ones and wait for Ash to collect them.
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Wednesday on the way back from NYC I saw the collapsed buildings in Harlem as we pulled out of Grand Central Station. Nine hours after the explosion, the debris was still strewn across a couple blocks, the firemen swarmed around the buildings, and the smoke indifferently rose up to the sky.
Last Friday Hannah threw a small party. We read animal-related writing, drank mulled wine, ate coconut cake and painted our face wild colors.
- Intro to The Golden Compass - Philip Pullman
- The Eighth Eulogy - Rilke (translated)
- Black Cat - Rilke (original and translated)
- Traveling Through The Dark - William Stafford
- Autumn Begins in Martins Ferry, Ohio - James Arlington Wright
- The Cow - Robert Frost
- Nightwood: Watchman, What of the Night? (last line) - Djuna Barnes
- Cat - Tolkein
- Jabberwocky - Lewis Carroll
- Jubilate Agno, Fragment BJubilate Agno, Fragment B - Christopher Smart
- Schoolboys in Winter - John Clare
I went to Olja’s birthday party the next day, finally legal in this country as well as her own.
It was the anniversary of a Bard student’s death from last year. I’m not supposed to know how she died but do, and have seen the pain it brought to her mother and friends.
After getting off the train and onto a bus, I listened to two women talk. They were both young and with children: one had a two year old girl, the other a four year old boy. They were struggling with being single mothers, living in a shelter, walking in the rain for an hour to find a job, not having access to the internet to search anywhere but the library, where it was difficult to search because libraries aren’t set up for little children to run around while you try to find job leads.
When I talked to Shimon on the phone last time, he told me that he and one of his friends pretend to be Pokémon. The transform and have made up new ones and wait for Ash to collect them.
Saturday, March 1, 2014
we are [small; one]
On the 26th, a Bard professor was killed in a car
crash on his way home. A day later we got an e-mail that a girl had collapsed in
the parking lot but had been found and was now at the hospital post operation.
Last night I went to Manor for pub fair and to see Told Slant play. It was pretty intimate and mostly upper-classman, and on the way out S told me and K that the girl from the parking lot was now on life support and announced brain-dead. It’s been a day and we still haven’t received an e-mail. I think a lot of the freshmen know. Heart failure? K received an e-mail from one of her fysem tutees canceling the appointment. Everyone knows. H & E’s housemate was friends with her and she was supposed to play at the Root Cellar tonight so people are going in commemoration.
edit: her sister had been keeping updates from her facebook page a few days ago, first saying that she is not yet able to receive visitors and flowers, and then that she will not survive the cardiac arrest and that her organs will bring life to up to twelve people. May she rest in peace.
Last night I went to Manor for pub fair and to see Told Slant play. It was pretty intimate and mostly upper-classman, and on the way out S told me and K that the girl from the parking lot was now on life support and announced brain-dead. It’s been a day and we still haven’t received an e-mail. I think a lot of the freshmen know. Heart failure? K received an e-mail from one of her fysem tutees canceling the appointment. Everyone knows. H & E’s housemate was friends with her and she was supposed to play at the Root Cellar tonight so people are going in commemoration.
edit: her sister had been keeping updates from her facebook page a few days ago, first saying that she is not yet able to receive visitors and flowers, and then that she will not survive the cardiac arrest and that her organs will bring life to up to twelve people. May she rest in peace.
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