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Im planning and writing a post for later this week on the poetry of Tomas Transtrmer (in translation). Its the kind of thing that will be academic in tone, but is really not up to the rigors of an established journal or destined for publication. It will be a personal reflection. Be sure that I will actually read his work before I comment on it....
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Salinger and the Strain

For obvious reasons Ive been thinking about J.D. Salinger lately. Mostly I have been contemplating the role or the artist in society. What upsets me most about his passing is the legacy of unfulfilled talent and ability. I cant help but feel that an artist of his caliber owes it to mankind, society, or some unflinching higher power to use such...
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I left my apartment at 9:30 this morning and returned home at 2:30 in the afternoon. It was a long ride on a series of buses, a lot of walking, and plenty of time to dwell on the pain and the depression which had gripped my being for the last six months. Depression is nothing new to me; the dulling of the world and the...
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