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lyric: i am looking at music

In Movies, poetry, writers on 10 August 2008 with no comments

by Pinkie Gordon Lane
It is the color of light,
The shape of sound high in the evergreens
It lies suspended in hills,
A blue line in a red sky.
I am looking at sound.
I am hearing the brightness
Of high bluffs and almond trees
I am tasting the wilderness
of lakes, rivers, and streams
Caught in an angle of song.
I am remembering water
That […]

the diving bell and the butterfly

In Movies, People, Writing, books, culture, film, french on 14 July 2008 with no comments

Today while waiting the two hours and forty minutes to pick up my defective iphone, I had the great pleasure to read my second favorite gift from cover to cover The Diving Bell and The Butterfly by Jean-Dominique Bauby. I’m sure by now everyone has heard of the excellent movie chronicling the former editor of […]

Literary sampling

In Movies, Music, Writing on 13 May 2008 with no comments

Two days after I posted the passage from White Teeth, I was reading through the archives of the Paris Review and came across a W. H. Auden interview (which is brilliant by the way) where he quoted a line from his poem which appeared in the New Yorker: “Thousands have lived without love, not one without […]

Blame it on Fidel

In Movies on 12 May 2008 tagged films, french cinema with no comments

When I told my new french friend that I’d watched before sunrise a few times, he said, “well, you’re either a hopeless romantic, or a you’ve been bitten by the french bug.” To which I of course replied, a bit of both. I’ve decided to live up at least to the latter by renting a […]