Today I came across these concept lines in a poem by Li-Young Lee:
"Between two unknowns, I live my life.
Between my mother's hopes, older than I am
by coming before me. And my child's wishes, older than
by outliving me. And what's it like?"
(from The Hammock, in Book of My Nights)
Monday, March 24, 2008
Monday, March 10, 2008
Sunday, March 09, 2008
From the declination of American Imperialism through Fast Food Nation to the Sierra Club, it's all in my new review of Chalmers Johnson's non-fiction horror story The Sorrows of Empire.