Monthly Archives: June 2012

Child Juliet

In Shakespeare’s play, Romeo and Juliet, the age of the heroine is set forth explicitly.  Juliet is thirteen, going on fourteen.  Shakespeare changed her age from the source material, where she was eighteen.  His heroines are usually at least eighteen, … Continue reading

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Literati alone

My daughter, now twenty-one, is a sociologist.  She concerns herself passionately with the underprivileged, the down-trodden, the weak, the homeless, the unfortunate, the abused, the groundlings. Her intellect and emotions coalesce in a remarkable display of humanity invoked, tearing at the … Continue reading

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never see a butterfly

I never see a butterfly without thinking of Nabokov. I have been reading Lolita continuously for about twenty years. The story has long ceased to amuse me but the poetry rolls through my thoughts in an endless spiral. There are … Continue reading

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Told by an idiot

I am by nature a novelist and a poet.  I have reluctantly become a prolific short-story writer.  These writing forms are my bread-and-butter. On any given day, I am working in this way. My true ambition, however, has always been … Continue reading

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excerpt from Flowers of Malinov

from To Pause She lay in the shade of a blossoming dogwood and I stopped at once when I saw her. I breathed cautiously, reticent, wary of even a gentle slight motion, transfixed by the netted glimmer of beauty still … Continue reading

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excerpt from Erotic Romances

From Duchess: “One night, months after, I made love to Anna and in the very moment of ecstasy, a realization struck me. There, in her eyes, as a giddy laugh passed over her lips, I found the instant of beauty … Continue reading

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the lies

“We all know that Art is not truth. Art is a lie that makes us realize truth, at least the truth that is given us to understand. The artist must know the manner whereby to convince others of the truthfulness … Continue reading

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