Inner Christmas Inner Christmas There’s singing in the darkness, do you hear? There’s gaiety and sadness in the tune. I wish you an inner Christmas this year. November night brings on December drear, Festivity says sunlight’s coming soon. There’s singing in the darkness, do you hear? I love the winter and I [...]
I saw Rilke milk a cow. I saw Yeats on skates, and wow, The sound of Ezra Pound Sticking out his belly at Docile T.S. Eliot. I saw Jung annoyed at Freud For spilling wine on Gertrude Stein. Then Freud, annoyed, began to rant, “The Devil can but Immanuel can’t.”
Wynter wakeneth al my care; Now thise leves waxen bare, Ofte I sike and murne sare Whan it cometh in my thoght Of this worldes joye, how it goth all to noght. Now it is and now it nis, also it ner nere, y-wis. That many man seyth, sooth it is— Al goth but Goddes [...]
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Girls Just Want to Get Mad: Female Anger in Children’s Literature In the summer of 1997, I gave a lecture at a Susanville, California library as part of a state-sponsored program to bring UC faculty to remote communities. Only eight people showed up for my talk, but they seemed interested and lingered for conversation. [...]