and read the story in The Cornell Sun
Check out, Sarah Manguso. Her website lists her books, and connects to lots of her articles. Is what she does “prose poetry”? Probably. But it doesn’t matter. It’s phenomenal. Tightly written short pieces. Often autobiographical. She has re-awoken my interest in prose poems.
300 Arguments (Graywolf, 2017)
Ongoingness: The End of a Diary (Graywolf, 2015)
The Guardians: An Elegy (Farrar, Straus & Giroux, 2012)
The Two Kinds of Decay (Farrar, Straus & Giroux, 2008)
Hard to Admit and Harder to Escape (McSweeney’s Books, 2007)
“The Japanese term kaizen translates literally to improvement, but it’s a term that has come to mean gradual, continuous improvement of a piece of collaborative work. It’s most commonly associated with manufacturing operations, but I think it has general application to almost everything, including writing. In companies that implement kaizen, workers look continuously for small improvements that can be implemented immediately. The philosophy was developed to adjust the work process from its traditional practices, back when making a new iteration of something was laborious and had to be done all at once.”Share This:
There is no album closer to my heart than Bright Phoebus credited to Mike and Lal Waterson, (it involves their sister, Norma). It’s finally been properly released on CD by Domino Martin Carthy plays on every track alongside Richard Thompson who is on almost every song. The deeply Yorkshire voices singing new material reaches right into the modern age. If you have never heard The Watersons, it might take a moment to hear what is going, but give yourself a chance.
One of those moments on the road to a PhD. I need 5,000 words for my next review. I finished a sentence, typed the full stop, and looked at the bottom of the screen to see that the document has exactly 5,000 words. Now these aren’t the same 5,000 words I need for the review, and I have to use many thousands more in the coming days. It was just a moment. A small celebration.Share This:
One of the great joys of my early days in professional theatre was a Blade Runner-esque version of Of Mice and Men with an extraordinary actress and an amazing person, and even though our paths have not crossed in many years, my thoughts have gone to her several times, and I finally looked her up to find that she is just as extraordinary these days.
I have fallen for Frank. He speaks with quavering deliberation, as though he settling on the thought as the words form.
He is riveting as Gabriel, the Russian handler for the embedded agents, in The Americans. He pulls off a non-impersonation of Richard Nixon in Frost/Nixon alongside Michael Sheen’s Frost that shows the intelligence and the deep distrust of a man who was closed off from reality and morality. In Robot and Frank, he plays a crotchety former cat burglar who is beginning to lose touch with the world, whose son gives him a “health robot” who by focusing on Frank’s health, gives him a new lease on life. The activities that they engage in are not all above board. Langella acting against the flat voice of the robot, drives the whole film at 10 mph allowing the audience to slow down and yet be drawm in by him. Time to see him in more films.