In which I bring my memoir to a close, looking at my life at 75 and imagining what is to come.
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Tag Archives: Alfred Lord Tennyson
She My Lodestar While I Go and Come
Four poems for Mother’s Day.
Posted in Uncategorized Also tagged “Ave Maria", “Rock Me to Sleep", Carl Sandburg, Christine Rossetti, Eavan Boland, Elizavbeth Akers Allen, home, In Memoriam Comments closed
Horizons Broadened
In this latest life installment, I share stories of the life-transforming impact that I’ve seen literature have upon my Slovenian students.
Posted in Uncategorized Also tagged “Mending Fences", Birches, Ceremony, Kazuo Ishiguro, Klara and the Sun, Leslie Marmon Silko, Robert Frost, Slovenia, study abroad, Toni Morrison, Ulysses Comments closed
Forging a Separate Identity from My Father
I which I explore the difficulties of a son forging an identity separate from his father.
Posted in Uncategorized Also tagged fathers and sons, Homer, Odyssey, Scott Bates, Ulysses Comments closed
How Tennyson Anticipated Trumpism
In this poem written when he was 80, Tennyson expresses disgust as we might today about Trumpism.
Posted in Uncategorized Also tagged “Locksley Hall-Sixty Years Later", Iran attack, MAGA, Trumpism Comments closed
On Carlsbad Caves, Science and Religion
A visit to Carlsbad Caverns led me to theological speculations, partly because they’re magnificent and partly because I was reading Byatt’s “Possession.”
Posted in Uncategorized Also tagged A.S. Byatt, Carlsbad Caverns, F. Scott Fitzgerald, Great Gatsby, human wonder, In Memoriam, possession Comments closed
A Lovely Poem Celebrating Aging
Author Dudley Delffs has written a lovely poem about turning sixty. “The dimming day is undeniable, but twilight embers ambient gold all around you, a gilt frame glimmering.”
Neither Rage Nor Tears but Radical Hope
With her story “Things,” Le Guin gives us a way of understanding MAGA nihilists–and of seeing alternatives.
Posted in Uncategorized Also tagged Albert Camus, climate change, Fascism, MAGA, Myth of Sisyphus, nihilism, Things, Ulysses, Ursula K Le Guin Comments closed