Eureka and the Lost Coast

Voici mon secret. Il est très simple: on ne voit bien qu'avec le cœur. L'essentiel est invisible pour les yeux. (Here is my secret. It is very simple: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.)-Antoine de Saint Exupéry (The Little Prince) I love…

Cupcake Clouds

You'd like. You've dozed off, and in the world of dreams people communicate with a few basic words: unfortunately, if only, because, I'd like. That's how the party starts, the traffic jam in the streets. The dust. The rain. The firefly hunt. -Amanda Michalopoulou (I'd Like)If I remember correctly, on some form of online communication…

A Chocolate Pistachio Birthday Dream

Raise me a dais of silk and down; Hang it with vair and purple dyes; Carve it in doves and pomegranates, And peacocks with a hundred eyes; Work it in gold and silver grapes, In leaves and silver fleurs-de-lys; Because the birthday of my life Is come, my love is come to me. -Christina Rossetti…

On Reform and Rice Casserole

Academic writing can become a sordid drama. Professors feel oppressed by half-done manuscripts, complain about cruel rejections from journals, scramble breathlessly to submit grant proposals the day before the deadlines, fantasize about the halycon summer days of writing, and curse the foul start of the semester for stunting their productivity...We don't need this kind of…

Miles from Mother’s Day

If it is your natureto be happyyou will swim away along the soft trails for hours, your imaginationalighting everywhere. And if your spiritcarries within it the thornthat is heavier than lead ---if it's all you can doto keep on trudging --- -Mary Oliver ("Morning Poem")Living thousands of miles away isn't always easy, especially on holidays.…

Winding Down…and Up

I was startled by this, the speed with which one apocryphal watercolor was transforming our future. A minute ago, there had been an opened book, a crazy notion--we could go or we could stay--and now, not five minutes later, the book was shut. We were going. Simple as that. -Karen Russell ("From Children's Reminiscences of…