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...might as well have reached for a Demerol when she picked up her newborn during the final fight with her husband–Don’s reflection on his upbringing in the finale is both a source of inspiration and a farewell to the solace found in blaming one’s problems on one’s parents. His secret is out, he’s free to fuck, and he’s shrugged off the stifling atmosphere of his midtown office...
...initial test crawl, which took place on her school track, she completed the mile in 45 minutes. Armed with newly purchased biker gloves and kneepads, D’Asaro spent a week crawling around her neighborhood. On her second attempt around the track, D’Asaro found that she had improved her time by 10 minutes. She realized then, she said, that her project was actually “feasible...
...Maybe, before leaping into bed, everyone should sit down and fill out comprehensive forms that cover our opinions on politics, philosophy, free-range chicken, and that one episode of Sex and the City where Samantha confronts those transvestites. By the time we finish the form, we will have a) found true love, b) passed out from boredom, or c) sobered up enough to realize how odd-looking that guy’s ears...
...rewards. Given this supposition, attending a poetry reading might seem daunting, even downright absurd. Though I think that this sentiment does hold some real validity, ultimately, I don’t believe it. This week I’ll propose a way of experiencing the poetry readings typically found at Harvard to those of us who have difficulty taking away meaningful experiences from them...
...starts with the sound of the poet’s voice. That, after all, is really all one gets at such a performance. I’ve found that poets tend to have beautiful reading voices. It makes sense, given that their vocation requires them to be as intimate with words as a carpenter with wood. It is the most immediate pleasure of a reading, the way the sound of an instrument pleases more immediately than the composer’s melody. I remember, when Simon Armitage read in Houghton Library earlier this semester, sitting in rapt attention...