The last essay that I posted (There.) was the hardest thing I’ve posted. Maybe the hardest thing I’ve written. There is a difference. Like I said, I wrote it for myself. It was something I had to do at a specific time, when I was still drowning in the experience and I didn’t want to [...]
It is Cormac McCarthy’s command of the English language that primarily draws me to his work. McCarthy has a bigger vocabulary than any other author I can think of, and he uses it to perfectly express a dark lyric vision of America and the West. If nothing else, he has written possibly my favorite sentence [...]
So the Star Tribune did a decent piece on Gary Snyder a week before his appearance in St. Paul. The big pull quote that flagged the story on the front page of the “Variety” section was “Wilderness is not, as Thoreau said, ‘the preservation of the world.’ It Is the World.” Just a few days [...]
This post exists for no other reason to give props to Erich at Cached Memories for a beautiful piece of writing about memory, place, and… smells. When I left Duluth briefly after college I arrived home (at my parents’) in the fall. Farmers were harvesting their crops and the air was sweet and dry with [...]
Snyder leaned back on the couch, closed his eyes, and recited a famous haiku by Kobayashi Issa, who wrote in Japan about 200 years ago. “Tsuyu no ya wa/ tsuyu no yo nagara/ sarinagara.” Then he translated: “This dewdrop world/ is but a dewdrop world/ and yet. … ” “If you gloss the poem, it [...]
“I want to fish as deep down as possible into my own subconscious in the belief that once that far down, everyone will understand because they are the same that far down.” – Kerouac
A chapbook I've published containing my writing alongside the work of some other talented folks.
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