Not a week goes by that I don't think about the first sentence of James Redfield's Nature and Culture in the Iliad.
A great teacher and a true mensch — the Committee on Social Thought has lost one of its finest. He will be dearly missed.
love his essay on being mistaken for James Redfield: "The Celestine Prophecy by James Redfield came out in 1993. I first heard of the novel when people began asking me if I had written it. My wife bought us a copy, but neither of us really got through it." https://t.co/U6PhQIx9wZ
We've been serving Schlitz at the Chipp Inn since the 1940s so it's sad to hear they're ceasing production. Hope to get at least one more delivery as it's one of our few remaining $2 beers.
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@fxxfy@meaning_enjoyer When I read Walden I was kind of blown away to realize how funny it was and how much it was almost even a straightforward satire of all the cliches I associated with it
I was 19 and travelling in New England with my dad and sister when Michael Jackson died and I remember sitting in my room in a bed and breakfast listening to the radio play nonstop MJ while I read the toilet and lightbulb parts of Gravity's Rainbow
Prynne
“the years, with their most
lovely harm. Leading the gentle
out into the wilds, you know they
are children, the blind ones, and
the dead know this, too.”
devastated to hear that the poet J. H. Prynne died this morning. Prynne’s work has been a source of fascination, inspiration, puzzlement, & awe for me since ~2011, when his book Kazoo Dreamboats totally rearranged what I believed poetry could be. His poems are a tremendous gift:
“People said that he was an avid philologist, and had a giant file devoted to the word ‘dust,’ and believed that it was imperative to learn Anglo-Saxon.” From Issue 11: Emily Witt on J. H. Prynne. https://t.co/iObSfCrPNM