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Once shy, twice bit
Rabbit, rabbit! I guess for the season, I dreamed an extremely touching, part-historical, part-fantastic queer romance—I can still remember the grain on a photograph of the middle-aged lovers holding hands for the first time—and then dreamed that the DVD broke, which strikes me as a thoroughly unnecessary literalization of the way it is not possible to replay dreams awake. Have a couple of links.
1. I am as usual out of touch with whatever has been going on with the Red Sox, but I liked this cross-section of Boston and Jewish history and baseball: "Chaim Bloom may be (relatively) new to Boston, but his family roots run deep."
2. I love these photographs of Route 66 vibrating through time.
3. I wasn't supposed to be doing either of them, but the best parts of my experience of graduate school turned out to be performing in an opera and learning Akkadian (and having my first collections published, although the university itself had nothing to do with that). Eckart Frahm was one of the people I learned Akkadian from and I am delighted that he has a new book out: Assyria: The Rise and Fall of the World's First Empire (2023). "In this regard you could say the Assyrians were not super-repressive" is very much the sort of thing he would say.
Otherwise I spent the afternoon making or following up on doctor's appointments, which may be par for the course around here for a while.
1. I am as usual out of touch with whatever has been going on with the Red Sox, but I liked this cross-section of Boston and Jewish history and baseball: "Chaim Bloom may be (relatively) new to Boston, but his family roots run deep."
2. I love these photographs of Route 66 vibrating through time.
3. I wasn't supposed to be doing either of them, but the best parts of my experience of graduate school turned out to be performing in an opera and learning Akkadian (and having my first collections published, although the university itself had nothing to do with that). Eckart Frahm was one of the people I learned Akkadian from and I am delighted that he has a new book out: Assyria: The Rise and Fall of the World's First Empire (2023). "In this regard you could say the Assyrians were not super-repressive" is very much the sort of thing he would say.
Otherwise I spent the afternoon making or following up on doctor's appointments, which may be par for the course around here for a while.
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He had a habit of semi-seriously apologizing for studying the Assyrians, rather as he did for listening to Wagner, over which he had once been spectacularly pranked by the person he ended up marrying. (Their kid must be my ungodchild's age by now. What is time.) He had flattened octagonal glasses in those days and once very deftly juggled some clementines. He was, and I expect still is, a wonderful teacher.
And those photos from Route 66 are so full of heartache: pictures of how things change.
Yes. Ghosts.