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Can our memories of childhood help us understand our adult identities, fit together like pieces of a puzzle? Or do our adult minds change the shape of these memories to suit their own needs?
Read Anne Fausto-Sterling’s illuminating reflection on recent findings on the tricky workings of memory and what they might mean for mental health care, courtroom proceedings, and the task of understanding our own identities.
http://bostonreview.net/state-nation/philip-cohen-marriage-women-poverty
Ugh.
Dogmatics - “Thayer St.” - 80’s Boston punks
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Happy National Voter Registration Day, Tumblr.
The number one way of celebrating it? Registering to vote.
Every year, millions of eligible Americans neglect to register, which means that millions of important voices are utterly silent on Election Day. Don’t be one of them. There’s basically a 100% chance that something you care about is on the ballot, something you don’t want to be quiet about.
So be one of the loud ones. Register already. It’s an easy form that you already know all the answers to. No excuses.
Register!
Nooooot quite. Next time.
Excellent lecture on corruption tonight
Sundays, instead of church, worship in his eyes for another Kind of god, the iconography of trees, my father Dragged a rucksack, notebook and me over his sacred ground, A forty-acre farm at Monadnock’s edge. To him, it was a grand Estate: a hummock of granite wedged between more rock And a river called the Squanicook. Sundays, the two of us would track The buried brook where it had its start under laurel and sluiced A dozen clotted paths, where once some ancestor sliced The forest open, and oxen, yoked, had dragged a road. This was ours. New Hampshire sprawled to the north, broad And foreign as another country, and with the vague disdain of six, I knew our woods were better—even the burdock on my socks Was Massachusetts. To the south, the hill softened into slope, A field crippled with a thorny orchard, where drops slipped All fall into long grass, crisp, imperfect, tart. But the woods were where we walked, where my father taught Me patience and delight. City-born, he couldn’t tell One weed from another, and later, like a convert in the still Shaky morning after, he said their new names in praise As though they were angels. He walked for miles, in awe for days.
Read the rest: http://www.bu.edu/agni/poetry/print/2002/56-green.html
Me too, WW.
The interstice exists as an active unspoken space. A space that’s not empty but is also the space of the unknown. It is potential. It is the zone of the next move.
Pam Brown, reviewing Rachel Blau Duplessis
If you would write, try to be terse and in some measure original—the world abounds with new similes and metaphors… If you cannot tell people of something they have not seen, or have not thought, it is hardly worthwhile to write at all.
Writing advice from a 21-year-old D.H. Lawrence (via millionsmillions)
“Where are we, we old women writers, in the world today?”
Maxine Kumin, Margaret Atwood, Erika Jong, and fifteen other women writers reflect on their careers, lives, rivals, loss, and more.
http://criticalflame.org/a-reluctance-to-cede-ground-age-and-the-writing-life/
“It’s no accident that the hardcover design of Bich Minh Nguyen’s Pioneer Girl evokes Laura Ingalls Wilder’s Little House On The Prairie books. The font is large like a children’s book; the dust-jacket made of slightly sepia-tinted stock; in the background, a log cabin with an open door, surrounded by meadow and flowers, with a grazing deer; in the foreground a little pioneer girl in pigtails. Except it isn’t a young Laura Ingalls. This little girl, wearing her Chucks with an old-fashioned red dress and bow, represents a more contemporary pioneer.”
READ THE REST: http://criticalflame.org/settlement-bich-minh-nguyens-pioneer-girl/
Save the internet.
2 white construction workers who were witnesses to Mike Brown’s murder have stepped forward to say that Mike Brown was murdered with his hands up. They fear losing their jobs.
SIGNAL BOOST
Novelist says it is 'delicious' to be first contributor to the Future Library, which will compile 100 texts for publication in 2114
THANKS OBAMA.
