Showing posts with label monday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label monday. Show all posts

Monday, December 06, 2010

Monday, October 18, 2010

Dept. of Monday (Tsvetaeva Edition)


(Taken from “Poem of the End,” one of the best breakup poems ever written, even in translation. It’s the one with Tsvetaeva’s famous “All poets are Jews,” and the less-quoted but maybe still better “listen/to this flesh./It is far truer than poems. “An Attempt at Jealousy” isn’t too shabby on the breakup front, either. In case there’s anyone out there looking for great breakup poems on a cold fall Monday.) 

Monday, October 11, 2010

Dept. of Monday

“'Our chief business at present,' said Marlborough, 'is to subsist.'”

Monday, September 27, 2010

Dept. of Monday (Fall Gumption Edition)

         “and in bronze tangle square of light
The master has said to you, Style”

Monday, September 06, 2010

Dept. of Laborless Monday

Two-thirds through the Harold Pinter/Joseph Losey film collaboration, & about to lose him with The Go-Between, I’m giving over my small corner of Labor Day to the languorous Dirk Bogarde.

Monday, August 23, 2010

Monday, August 02, 2010

Dept. of Monday (Summer Guest Edition)

Uncles from Kansas dont like yellow glasses.

Monday, May 10, 2010

Dept. of Monday

Re-reading the Necronomicon while YouTubing the Phos Hilaron.

Monday, April 26, 2010

Dept. of Monday (Janacek Blogger Edit)

"Were like little carp in stagnant water. This stagnant water, this is just our correspondence. But one day well thrash so much in that water that it will froth up and well fling ourselves over the dam wall!"

—Leos Janacek to Kamila Stosslova, 13 November 1927 (trans. John Tyrrell)

Monday, March 01, 2010

Monday, November 02, 2009

Dept. of Monday

The outcomes are invisible.

Monday, October 05, 2009

Dept. of Monday

Days when you wish the world would compress to the size of that theater the Beatles keep trying to escape from in A Hard Day’s Night.

Monday, January 12, 2009

Dept. of Monday

The privilege is in the pity.

Monday, December 01, 2008

Dept. of Monday

“Piú cari i piú mordaci.”
The harder you bit the better it felt.

Monday, November 17, 2008

Dept. of Monday: History Edition

May the stutter be part of the record.

Monday, November 03, 2008

Dept. of Monday

Today I am a Harvard of the entire Northern lights.