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Just Shelley Writing

Death of a Moth

Years ago I worked in a large modern building with dark grey glass doors and windows. One morning when I was out smoking, I noticed a bright spot on the wall next to the door: a white moth, with soft, furry body and silvery antennae. It was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen—delicate […]

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Books

Subtle touch

I finished W.G. Sebald’s book Austerliz this weekend, having read it slowly over the last month. There is something about Sebald’s writing that forces me to stop, and consider, carefully, what he writes on each page. The writing isn’t complex; quite the opposite – it’s beautifully, wonderfully clear. But it is rich, and subtle; conjuring images meant […]

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Burningbird Writing

Paths: The Book of Colors

Sometimes when I write, I’m trying to communicate – to start a conversation between you and me. Hopefully when I write these types of postings I build in ‘hooks’ that you, the reader, can respond to. Sometimes this works. Sometimes this doesn’t. Such is the life of a writer online. Other times, though, I write something else. […]

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Writing

No Green for me

In between checking out the many different peace protests planned for the St. Louis area, trying to decide if I want to participate in a planned civil disobedience protest at the local Boeing plant, I remembered that yesterday was St. Patrick’s Day. Considering that I’m half Irish – really Irish, not the Kiss Me I’m […]

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Writing

Doc and Dave sitting in a tree…

Recovered from the Wayback Machine. Doc sent an email out to a bunch of folks this morning, pointing to a new work he and David Weinberger created, World of Ends. Doc asked for comments. I sent them in an email, but then it dawned on me that Doc might actually prefer a link. I am a […]