Remember when everyone had a blog?
Well, I remember all of this. Mostly because all of it happened to me, but you can substitute your own events, and you'll, all of a sudden, remember when you were younger, too. And when you blogged, maybe. Well, maybe you never blogged, but I did. I blogged a lot. There were a couple of years when I blogged almost every day.
I'm in my office, and I should do a little grading before 11 a.m., when I have a commitment. So I will, but before I do so, I want you to know that I have the following before me:
- a stack of bookmaking books.
- a copy of Anne Carson's NOX.
- a copy of Ander Monson's Letters to a Future Lover.
- a certificate of tax exemption for the next time I buy a passel of fancy paper for the Publication Center.
- My lunch.
- a postcard of Hovenweep.
- broadsides galore.
- a copy of the Eduardo Corral itinerary.
- a kaleidoscope.
- an opalescent glass globe.
- Dayanita Singh's Museum Bhavan.
- India ink.
- a David Hockney print of his acrylic painting of Mulholland Drive.
- a photo of the crowded Beijing Metro.
With everything happening in the world, I want to try--try--to keep choosing love, beauty, and joy, while also still flooding my congresspeople's offices with strongly worded faxes. I want to try.
To Autumn, worth reading every autumn.
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