splice all of the rest away

I just found out, literally a minute ago, that my photography professor, Mark Ensslin, passed away last summer. I happened to think of him today, after a long period, and realized that although he used to post regularly on Facebook, I hadn’t seen any updates from him in some time. After visiting his profile, I […]

i love you like that

Heartbreaking: Ai has passed away from breast cancer. Woman to Man Lightning hits the roof, shoves the knife, darkness, deep in the walls. They bleed light all over us and your face, the fan, folds up, so I won’t see how afraid to be with me you are. We don’t mix, even in bed, where […]

lucille clifton

It feels like we’ve lost quite a few amazing writers in the past handful of years: John Updike, Kurt Vonnegut, JD Salinger, WD Snodgrass, Hayden Carruth, Reginald Shepherd, Normal Mailer, Liam Rector. I know there are more. Some of them were literary giants; some were less giant to the whole world, but still giant to […]

if you were here i could tell you these and some other things

Fuck. Lucille Clifton passed away, at age 73. There are lots of things I want to say about Lucille, and probably will. In the meantime: Telling Our Stories the fox came every evening to my door asking for nothing. my fear trapped me inside, hoping to dismiss her but she sat till morning, waiting. at […]

Good Night, Ted

Senator Ted Kennedy has died. Thank you for fighting through it all.

losing a pop-culture icon

John Hughes passed away yesterday from a heart attack while walking in Manhattan. Hughes’ movies shaped a good portion of my adolescence into adulthood. I believe Molly Ringwald is the perfect woman, and I used to (sort of still do) overidentify with her characters. I have an Iona, an Allison, a Randy in my circle […]

tonight i can write the saddest lines

Some of the saddest news I’ve heard in a while: Nicholas Hughes, son of Sylvia, has committed suicide. Nick and the CandlestickSylvia Plath I am a miner. The light burns blue.Waxy stalactitesDrip and thicken, tears The earthen womb Exudes from its dead boredom.Black bat airs Wrap me, raggy shawls,Cold homicides.They weld to me like plums. […]

sigh

Another sad loss: Hayden Carruth, 87. My favorite of Carruth’s poems: I, I, I First, the self. Then, the observing self.The self that acts and the self that watches. ThisThe starting point, the place where the mind begins,Whether the mind of an individual orThe mind of a species. When I was a boyI struggled to […]

heavy with sadness and love

Reginald Shepherd died yesterday.Taking a cue from the Poetry Foundation Blog, Harriet, I will post a beautiful poem written by Shepherd: How People Disappear If this world were mine, the stereostarts, but can’t beginto finish the phrase. I might surviveit, someone could add, but thatsomeone’s not here. She’s crownedwith laurel leaves, the placewhere laurel leaves […]

Norman Mailer dead at 84.

From CNN. I was lucky enough to see Mailer last year, before his book On God was released. He was just like you would expect: opinionated, sexist, offensive, endearing and humorous. I loved every second of the two hours I spent listening to him, and I know I’m very lucky to have had the chance. […]