Hamilton, Ontario: birthplace of Alice Munro @Nobelprize_org: The Swedish Academy has not been able to get a hold of Alice Munro, left a phone message. All joy to Alice Munro winning the Nobel Prize for Literature today. I'm not sure where to begin with this. In trumpeting joy for short story writers everywhere? […]
Robert Lowell called Seamus Heaney "the most important Irish poet since Yeats." Heaney's death yesterday prompts me to turn back to one of the greatest elegies about what it means — and doesn't mean — when a people lose a poet. W.W. Norton has more on the context of this poem — meaningfully, Yeats died […]
There are ten thousand reasons why the fire at the Nairobi airport, Jomo Kenyatta International, is tremendously sad, and this is the very least of it, but: I feel marked by that place, the arrivals gate, because of what I felt when I met it. Shivery and alive, unsettled and quiet, watchful while easing over […]
When I read this in Michael Pollan's Cooked: A Natural History of Transformation, I felt like I stumbled across the secret to everything: In ancient Greece, the word for "cook," "butcher," and "priest" was the same — mageiros — and the word shares an etymological root with "magic." Of course. Cooking is the work of […]
New Center, Detroit. My neighborhood. Late last week, Detroit declared bankruptcy. I reacted to it elsewhere, and wanted to share the brief bit of writing here: Let me tell you something true. I didn't know Detroit when I moved here. I was curious. I loved Michigan. I knew Boston wasn't my home. I have […]
The running cliche is that listening to other people explain their dreams is boring. What I mean to say about my dreams is that I can't explain them at all. Maybe they would indeed be boring for you to hear, but you and I never get to the part where we find out. What I […]
why some people be mad at me sometimesBy Lucille Clifton they ask me to rememberbut they want me to remembertheir memoriesand i keep on rememberingmine.