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The Moment After Section :: Page 6

  • BLOG— Leaf-fall morning

    The world is always on the verge of being something else. Call it the temple/missile effect. I think the world’s drawn double, like an optical illusion.

  • BLOG— Street Fairy magic

    Ahead in the dimness, I heard bells. A belly dancer was jingling my way, still costumed and ringing from wrist to ankle. She smiled as she passed, enjoying the sleigh-bell sound of her own trot, I think.

  • BLOG— Down the rabbit hole

    My legs were pumping at a rate that suggested the Rabbit’s “I’m late, I’m late!” more than the dreamy, psychedelically mellowed Caterpillar. Every time I noticed how fast I was going, I slowed down. That’s all you can really do: notice, and let your grip go.

  • BLOG— Do I repeat myself?

    More reliably than memory, writing holds the trace of who you were and are. Often this is talked about in terms of measuring the distance between the two.

  • BLOG— Scenes from an interview

    She paused. I paused. Ross seemed to read my mind, or my raised eyebrows. “Yup, raw fish in the blender.” It was an ordinary kitchen blender, I saw later. Perfect for fish frappes!

  • BLOG— Refusing to bend

    Suppleness, or its lack, is on my mind, and not just because the world is experiencing its annual arteriosclerosis. Change, any change, triggers in me a sort of panic.

  • BLOG— The ends of things

    It’s 90 fierce degrees outside, but summer is done. Labor Day arrives to wake us from the green dream.

  • BLOG— Block party, circa 1984

    Time was wrinkling. I was leaving one party and stepping into another, long past.

  • BLOG— Green mountains, Yellow Springs

    Color circles

    I confess: I had a brief romance last summer. With Vermont. Not the whole state, just one or two towns.

  • BLOG— Perseid report: what we didn’t see

    We were peering into the universe — back through time, as my grandfather loved to tell me when I was a girl.

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