The storm chez moi: One tree was lost on our street, and a downed branch in the Hall’s Pond Sanctuary _______ Years of solitude had taught him that, in one’s memory, all days tend to be the same, but that there is not a day, not even in jail or in the hospital, which does […]
Jorge Luis Borges
Unwritten Books, Unpainted Paintings
In the liminal zone… Rivka Galchen is one of those way too smart, “go to medical school before you finish your undergraduate degree and then get your MFA in creative writing” types. Her first novel, Atmospheric Disturbances, was published in 2008. So it seems apropos that a polyglot mind writes about another—in this case, Galchen […]
Enchantment, in Excess (of which there can never be too much)
Image from a recent show in Boston by artist and printmaker (and one of my favorites) Fred H. C. Liang that suggests a particular kind of enchantment of the visual type. This is a continuation of the post below since I am letting myself fall under the spell of Borges, the Borges of these 7 […]