Mambo Italiano

Volare, oh oh Cantare, oh oh oh oh Let's fly way up to the clouds Away from the maddening crowds We can sing in the glow of a star that I know of Where lovers enjoy peace of mind Let us leave the confusion and all disillusion behind Just like bird of a feather, a…

Groundhog Day

Despite both my promise and hope to return to this space over the weekend, reality intervened. And when I say reality, what I really mean is work. It seems that although we've been working towards filing this motion since my very first day in the office, we're still not quite there yet. Last week we…

On "Suddenly" and Summer Squash

But then who can tell what it really is that flickers up there in the dark above the houses--the luminous name of a product or the glow of human thought; a sign, a summons; a question hurled into the sky and suddenly getting a jewel-bright, enraptured answer?-Vladimir Nabokov (Mary)The past week has been a lot…

Summer Notes on Summer Impressions

This being human is a guest house. Every morning a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor. Welcome and entertain them all! Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows, who violently sweep your house empty of its furniture, still, treat each guest honorably. He may be…

Ch-ch-ch-changes: Zucchini Fest, Part Deux

"...would not, from all the borders of itself,burst like a star: for here there is no placethat does not see you. You must change your life." -Rainer Maria Rilke ("Archaic Torso of Apollo")Last week I received the last line of this poem in an email from my local and most frequented yoga school; the "teacher…

Zucchini Fest, Part I: Details Schmetails

"In life, as in literature, we navigate via the stars of detail. We use detail to focus, to fix an impression, to recall."-James Wood (How Fiction Works)Some days the details really matter: a little fog can chill you to the bone, exacerbating the feeling that maybe you're coming down with something; a simple phrase like…