I’ve been watching every DVD that I own as part of the fruitless and often ineffective system of distraction that I’ve developed. In this process, I discovered that I had three copies of Hamlet. So I watched all three. What I remember about Hamlet from my brief highschool obsession with it was that Hamlet, though…
I was alone like a tunnel. The birds fled from me,and night swamped me with its crushing invasion.To survive myself I forged you like a weapon,like an arrow in my bow, a stone in my sling. But the hour of vengeance falls, and I love you. – Pablo Neruda, “Body of a Woman” Above is…
Since I was a teenager, I have re-read Madeline L’Engle’s A Ring of Endless Light every summer out of sheer love of the story. I am not sure how, but I don’t think I ever realized until now how much this book is about death. It has been helpful to re-read this book with the…