Opening Your Life to Purple-Bottled Dreams
Two years ago I sat on a bare window seat at an inn in Pittsburgh. The air was
dry, the day light, as sun reflected off deep, deep snow outside. On this
morning,
Literature
Books to Read In a Cabin in the Woods
This piece was originally published in June 2009.
Growing up, my family and I vacationed in an Upstate New York cabin. A lake
spread out, cold and tranquil, just across a gravel road.
Lost in the <i>Four Quartets</i> II – “Victims of Our Own Rigor”
To read the first part published last week, click here
[http://www.curatormagazine.com/davidthomas/lost-in-the-four-quartets/].
There’s more to the poem than I let on. If you’ve tangled with it already
The Bard of Our Time?
Well, the reviews are already out there. I didn’t read them before writing this,
but perhaps you did. If so, The New York Times
[http://movies.nytimes.com/2011/10/28/movies/
Lost in the <i>Four Quartets</i>
The first time I read it, at a conceited 23, it didn’t make much of an
impression. I think I just ploughed through it, cover to cover without pause for
breath, content