“…lurching strides in softer sand…”…”Fleet beach,” my poem

“…lurching strides in softer sand…”…”Fleet beach,” my poem

working it out…

 

 

Fleet Beach

 

Flaunting, I walk upright in the wind,

the windward shoulder braced against…

it looks like nothing,

but it feels…

 

I will not stop, but damn!

   these lurching strides in softer sand,

I lean toward the firmer band

   halfway up this draining slope,

 

I am not a shuffler!

I say it.

This pace is good…

 

It’s good enough for now.

 

Fleet Beach

Chatham, Cape Cod, MA

June 5, 2000

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We Were Soldiers Once…and Young

…too much death (book review)

Lt. Gen. Harold G. Moore (ret.)

         and Joseph L. Galloway

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Thinking in Pictures: My Life with Autism (book review)

Thinking in Pictures: My Life with Autism (book review)

“…but not less”

 

 

Book review:

Thinking in Pictures: My Life with Autism

 

by Temple Grandin (b1947)

Foreword by Oliver Sacks

New York: Vintage Books, a Division of Random House, Inc., 1995, 2nd ed. 2006

270 pages

 

Thinking in Pictures is a calmly important book.

Probably you don’t know much about autism. Temple Grandin knows a lot, and she can teach you about the people who live lives that are different from yours. Really.

“Different, but not less.” That’s what her science teacher said about her.

She writes in a reserved tone, offering a grand sweep of what was known about autism in the mid 1990s and again in the mid 2000s. She talks about the high points and the low points of the rocky road of her life.

Temple Grandin talks with precocious understanding about animals. You’ll learn from this element as well.

I re-learned this very sobering truth: nearly everyone doesn’t experience the world the same way I do.

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The Reader (Der Vorleser)

Not just a rehash of WWII…

by Bernhard Schlink

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The Element: How Finding Your Passion Changes Everything (book review)

The Element: How Finding Your Passion Changes Everything (book review)

find your groove…

 

 

Book review:

The Element:

How Finding Your Passion Changes Everything

 

by Ken Robinson, with Lou Aronica

New York: Viking, Penguin Group, 2009

274 pages

 

The theme of The Element is an exciting concept to think about.

I love his telling of this story: the six-year-old girl is hunched over her drawing, and she tells her teacher that she’s “drawing a picture of God,” and the teacher says “nobody knows what God looks like,” and the girl replies: “They will in a minute.”

Robinson tackles his inspirational advice: find your own distinctive talents and passions, and, when you recognize them, you’ll know you’re in the Zone, and you’ll love it.

Here’s what hinders us from finding our own Elements: we don’t fully understand the range of our capacities, how these salient capacities relate to each other, and how much potential we have to get better at stuff that makes us feel really good. (p. 9)

“The Element is the meeting point between natural aptitude and personal passion.” (p. 21)

“The highest form of intelligence is thinking creatively.” (p. 56)

“You can think of creativity as applied imagination.” (p. 67)

I think the first few chapters of The Element are enough to open your eyes and your mind to the wonderful challenge of tracking down and embracing your personal Element, if you haven’t done it already.

The rest of the book suggests that Robinson’s Element does not cover the talent for ending a book after you’ve said all that needs to be said. He wanders, and you might get bored.

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The “dime novels” in the Civil War

Think “blood-and-thunder”…

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A deadly masquerade of amour…Les Liaisons Dangereuses

A deadly masquerade of amour…Les Liaisons Dangereuses

…death is an anticlimax…

 

 

Book review:

Les Liaisons Dangereuses

 

by Pierre-Ambroise Choderlos de Laclos

Originally published 1782

Translated as Dangerous Liaisons by Ernest Dowson, New York: Doubleday, 1998

Illustrations by Sylvain Sauvage

 

Les Liaisons Dangereuses is not a garden of delight.

This is a book about love, but the reader will find precious little of it in these pages.

An acquaintance dismissed this voluptuous tale, thus: “All they do is talk.”

Let’s begin there. The language is rich. I daresay that Laclos turns language into an erogenous zone in Les Liaisons Dangereuses.

If you aspire to a working understanding of good and evil, you could do worse than listen to the riveting chatter of the leading personae, who choose each word with careful, deliciously ribald, austerely cruel, and domineering intent. You really don’t want to be a friend, and you most assuredly don’t want to be an enemy.

Men, en garde! The Marquise de Merteuil impulsively thinks of cojones as table ornaments.

Ladies, away! The Vicomte de Valmont is a pirate lover, he sees women as prize ships ready for boarding.

One might wish to believe that the others are innocents: Cécile Volanges, Danceny, the Présidente de Tourvel. But, hold. Each of them seeks to play the game of love, but they are hardly able to distinguish winning from losing.

Yes, this is a boundless exposé of the worst elements—of human intrigue, self indulgence, hubris, vaunting egos, and careless poaching of souls—that masquerade as amour.

Yes, in a sense, the characters are stereotypes, but each is, remarkably, ingeniously, ingenuously, a masterpiece of the type. Laclos uses every pertinent word to make them real.

Yes, Les Liaisons is an ultimately degraded experience for both the characters and readers…ultimately, the reader must condemn the Marquise and the Vicomte for so many lives destroyed…death is an anticlimax in Liaisons Dangereuses.

The Marquise and the Vicomte are burdened with a moral framework that shuns the absolute—they have unimaginably unsatisfied desires, and no intellectual elaboration of right and wrong.

Yet, a gentle reader may offer these two a bare shred of pity.

The Marquise de Merteuil and the Vicomte de Valmont swirl through their lives, casually jousting with each other as they amuse themselves in controlling the fates of other men and women, but remaining unaware that they are not in control of their own fates.

 

Note for bibliophiles: Whether you read this in the original French, or in the lush translation by Ernest Dowson, accept the pain of experiencing a literary style that is no longer in vogue, prepare yourself for Laclos’ fabulous late 18th century style that discards a simple declarative sentence, readily, with apparent joy, whenever a sentence heavily laden with clauses, phrases, and modifiers will do just as well, heedless of the effect on a reader, whose inclination may be to appreciate the writhing drama of this story, with somewhat fewer words.
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Book review: The Snow Goose

…sensual drama, eminently poetic…

by Paul Gallico

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Chipmunk talk…

Chipmunk talk…

he stares at me, no fear…

 

 

Busy

 

The chippie halts on the second step.

I’ve seen him there, he will not stay,

his hole is close, he will not stray,

he skips across my little yard

   but not too far.

 

I want to ask him, just this once,

if he’d like to scout a cozy place

   he’s never seen,

he stares at me, no fear,

I’d like a little chat, I think,

I’d like to hear his thoughts,

but I can see

   he has no time to talk.

 

October 23, 2019

Inspired by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer’s “Following Mr. Berry’s Instructions,”

published October 23, 2019, on her website, A Hundred Falling Veils

 

“You have to be able to imagine lives that aren’t yours.”

Wendell Berry

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84, Charing Cross Road (book review)

Helene Hanff, on reading good books…

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