The Divided Self
It is the summer of 2011, and I am at an outdoor café in Psiri with my cousin Eleni, graffiti…
It is the summer of 2011, and I am at an outdoor café in Psiri with my cousin Eleni, graffiti…
This is my grandfather Max. In 1948, Dora, my freshly divorced grandmother cut his body out of their wedding portrait…
In evangelical circles, Philip Yancey is known for The Jesus I Never Knew, What’s So Amazing About Grace? and Prayer:…
Three years ago, feeling the aftereffects of a series of deaths in the family, I paid $500 for a week-long…
I wrote yesterday about Anaïs Nin and Rupert Pole: she, the last great voice of interwar expat Paris; he, my…
On her Facebook feed, R.Y. just posted a link to a new collection of correspondence between Henry Miller and Anaïs…
I have a personal investment in tolerance: I belong to several groups and organizations which, in other parts of the…
I read two short books this morning. One is very short: Frank J. Anderson’s Birds on My Mind. Anderson, the…
Harryette Mullen, a poet and UCLA English professor, does a lot of walking from her home in what I’m guessing…
Usually, it’s nothing more than an old receipt, used as a bookmark and left between pages after the book left…