It’s been over five weeks since my last bookconscious post. In that time, I only finished reading four books, although I’ve got three others started and have dipped into several volumes of poetry. Two of the books I’m currently reading are all about grounding oneself in the quiet within an ordinary day. I can’t seem [...]
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Looking for quiet gifts
Posted in autodidactism, books, interconnectedness, life learning, reading, seeking, unschooling, writing, tagged autodidactism, book clubs, book discussion, book groups, Bookconscious Theory of the Interconnectedness of Reading, books, culture, fiction, historical fiction, history, humor, libraries, life learning, literary, memoir, mindfulness, New England, New Hampshire, Norse literature, novels, peace, poetry, reading, readings, Tolkien, unschooling, writing on October 18, 2009 | 1 Comment »
April in paradise, part II: Dogs’ Night Out and Writers’ Day
Posted in books, life learning, poetry, reading, writing, tagged book clubs, book discussion, book groups, books, dogs, elegy, humor, interconnectedness, life learning, literary, literary translation, memoir, memory, mindfulness, New England, New Hampshire, New Hampshire Writers' Project, poetry, reading, readings, writing, writing exercises on April 28, 2009 | 3 Comments »
After the reading at Gibson’s, I was primed for another evening of extraordinary poetry, an event I mentioned in last month’s bookconscious post — Dog’s Night Out. Mike Pride, the retired Concord Monitor editor and a poetry lover, organized this event and wrote about the three poets who graced the stage: Philip Schultz, Wesley McNair, [...]
April in paradise
Posted in autodidactism, books, cultures, interconnectedness, life learning, poetry, reading, unschooling, tagged Arthurian legend, book clubs, book groups, books, fantasy, grail quest, interconnectedness, Kalevala, kantele, literary, myth, mythology, poetry, readings, Tolkien on April 27, 2009 | 3 Comments »
Maybe when you picture paradise, it’s someplace warm enough to sustain palm trees, or to support a brisk business in cocktail umbrellas. I picture barely leafed out trees, mud studded with boot prints, boulders baring their lichen patched shoulders to the sun after months of snow cover. In New Hampshire, April may or may not [...]
