Random Quote Du Jour

I also happen not to like books in which the author keeps telling me where I’ve been and where I’m going, as if following a road map is of greater interest to me than what I can see for myself out the window.

-Garret Keizer

The Unwanted Sound of Everything We Want:  A Book About Noise

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Random Quote

Nothing can happen unto thee, which is not incidental unto thee, as thou art man

—Marcus Aurelius  Meditations

Woah

Hello there.  I have been gone a while.  Who knew that starting a new job could be so exhausting?  I just noticed that the last time I posted was on the day I started my new job.  Coincidence?  I think not.  There is something about starting something new that where you are not used to the routine that completely kills your ability to think, and takes away all of the energy you usually have for the other things you do.  During my time away from writing I have really just been making my wife mixes and importing stray CDs into my computer.  These activities are all I have had the energy for.  While I knew that the new job might have this effect on me, I was unprepared for the extent of the exhaustion I would feel from the change.  I remember when Sharon came to visit me during my first week of working (two weeks or so after graduation) and she thought that I didn’t like her anymore because I wanted to go to bed at 9 every night and had no energy to show her how excited I was to see her.  It turns out that neither of us were prepared for how much a massive change in routine can affect you.  Today is the first time in three weeks since I have had the concentration to sit in my favorite spot, with Dwight in his, and write ponderous blog posts.  Finally!

Random Poetry Quote of the Day

At thirty-one, when some are rich

And others dead,

I, being neither, have a job instead…

 

Philip Larkin

Random Quote Du Jour

If you can, put your kitchen at the top of the house to avoid smells.

-Le Corbusier

Random Poem of the Day

alphabets exist

 

the rain of alphabets

 

incessant rain

 

grace   light

 

intervals and forms

of stones and stars

 

courses of rivers and

motions of mind

 

tracks of animals

their routes and ways

 

nest-building

human solace

 

daylight in air

sign of the hawk

 

union of color

of sunlight and eye

 

wild chamomile

at houses’ doorsteps

 

snow banks      wind

house corners     sparrows

 

-Inger Christensen

excerpted from alphabet  (pg 58)

Translated by Susanna Nied