Monthly Archives: November 2015

Painting hidden in the gilded edges of a book

(Thanks, MH, for the link.)

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“A Subtlety” by Kara Walker

A year and a half ago, Kara Walker was asked to create a piece in the old Domino Sugar Factory that was due for demolition in Brooklyn in New York. She created a piece called “Subtlety or the Marvelous Sugar … Continue reading

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“After 37 Years My Mother Apologizes for My Childhood” by Sharon Olds

When you tilted toward me, arms out like someone trying to walk through a fire, when you swayed toward me, crying out you were sorry for what you had done to me, your eyes filling with terrible liquid like balls … Continue reading

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For Refugee Entry into the United States

The Full Text of the Graphic: The Screening Process for Refugee Entry Into the United States Recurrent vetting: Throughout this process, pending applications continue to be checked against terrorist databases, to ensure new, relevant terrorism information has not come to … Continue reading

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A writer’s palette

I created the image above as the students suggested the tools a writer uses in order to support their Why. I am retiring this year from teaching and one of the things I will miss a lot is writing on … Continue reading

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Seasonings

First snow of the season, first meal of the season inside (salmon, rice, red cabbage and raisins) in front of IB’s Japanese window screens because it is too cold to eat on the back porch, first Satsuma mandarins of the season … Continue reading

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Our Mourning is broken: Paris and Privilege

The following is the post I wanted to write. And then I ran across this piece by George Arnette. I don’t think I could have said it any better than he and so it is posted below:   Our Mourning … Continue reading

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