New York, Provence, Poetry

so when I am about to go to the University of Colorado to lecture and have already sent twice a picture of a picture: first, Cornell's ...

so I was writing about people changing the title and content of my next talk and it got lost, oh well, oh well, from Joseph Cornell to Pica...

Like true joy: giving out of propane for the stove, going down in my little Twingo, Boyce driving, to change the propane pot (box? thing) a...

Right now, my son Mathew and his son Theodore are tacking up moustiquaire (you know, against the mostquitos) in the old window openings and...

Incidents that make up life here in the cabanon. Many friends coming to lunch-- first a glass of white (luckily, we had just gotten three ...

Oh how interestingly the semester ends, so for my seminar in energetic aesthetics, great title, what? as we have discussed all manner of te...

should anyone read this who hasn't read this book by Alan Riding, AND who is interested in France in the Nazi-occupied times, you will ...

i suppose you can never explain exactly what it is about a place that makes you happy all over and inside and out. For me, this very primit...

How typical, and that's what one tries not to mind (presumably) -- I wrote a piece for the Oxford Gazette, as usual, on the various exh...

What a lucky person am I, or what? (I love that peculiar expression!) Last night with friends, friends I really like, but I guess one likes ...