E.B. White (via viafrank)
Dear students-who-like-to-obfuscate-things… Take note.
Wow. Just realised my teaching practise is very similar to Pierre Dulaine’s. Hmmm… (scroll down to the philosophy) – http://ow.ly/27Mc8
Shaftesbury Avenue (London)
"You will write if you will write without thinking of the result in terms of a result, but think of…"
- — Gertrude Stein (via teachingliteracy) (via the-write-idea)
I’ve always been intrigued by this face… The car, not so much. (Hoxton)
This is what my childhood looked like. You’ll never know.
Poet? Old Vic New Voices wants your creative responses to the Arden Project. Get scribbling, you 16-30 year olds… http://ow.ly/27qeb
"I get hung up on the technology, too, and many come to me for help in understanding it. Technology…"
Thom Hogan on technology.
On a train to Stockton to host tomorrow’s Word Cup youth #poetry slam. Nowhere near a tv for the #gha game, but at least I’ve got Twitter.
"things aren’t all so tangible and sayable as people would usually have us believe; most experiences…"
rainer maria rilke [ via maribean ]
“not talking about things is different from being private. it’s personal. this is what i am working through right now - being okay with not talking. even when a good friend asks what’s going on? … because sometimes things are just feeling & not feelings with words. sometimes working through things requires quiet & through quiet something new is created. patience & perspective.”
Dear Maura, after 5 months of working through the fallout from a couple of different life-sized curveballs, this pretty much nails part of what I’ve been thinking/feeling. Thank you.
"I thought this was going to be boring, ‘coz it said literature on the schedule, but your lesson was well good, sir" #poetry #teaching
of the human chest that if you strike it hard enough
the person’s heart explodes. This sounds like such a lie
that I have to believe it’s the truth. If I were science,
I’d never tell any one where this place is. If I were science,
I’d have named this place after you.”
The cynic in me thinks that this is far too sentimental an ending. The romantic in me really doesn’t care. Either way, it comes as the beautifully unexpected punchline to an unassuming but quite touching piece. Of course, this excerpt is a bit of a spoiler, but you should still follow the link and read the poem in its entirety, for full effect.