Self and reality. Symbol and language. Myth and image. Memory and consciousness.
Dream and unreality: locus communis.

Saturday, May 25, 2013

Cluster of Nurses

228 / cluster of nurses outside the maternity ward smoking, stone-faced— their nervous hands still stained with memories of afterbirth—


  1. Ah yes. You never fail to nail it. So much conveyed in so few words. I like!

  2. What I have gained the most from these writing exercises is learning how to reduce words-- and learning how to narrow down to one's most important image.

    Oh, this summer I am teaching a course on early Brit. Literature: Beowulf, Caedmon, Bede, the Northumbria region. I feel overwhelmed with all of the information to discuss!

    Any favorites?

  3. You succeed Glen. Paring language to its essentials is a skill I admire and covet.

    It's been a long time since I even thought about the Anglo-Saxon literature I studied in 1985-87 (first 2 years of my MA(Hons)). Beowulf is the obvious choice. Though I also studied the early Brythonic language texts (The Gododdin?) - actually written in what is now thought of as Scotland but generally attributed to the Welsh.
    Northumbria is just 70 miles down the motorway from me, as Lanark is lowland Scots and almost 'Border' territory.
    I toiled through Old English. It was Middle English and Chaucer and Henryson who excited my interest. The Canterbury Tales in particular are just astonishing - and so funny in places.
    Good luck with the course!