On Will Hindle and achieving a meaningful, passionate ruffage.
(”would your husband like us to take a picture for him?”)
Happy Birthday, dear friend. I needed to hear your grand belly laugh tonight…
Miss you terribly these days.
You’re currently reading “Stan Brakhage (January 14, 1933 – March 9, 2003),” an entry on MUSINGS
Your birthday about a week and a half ago, Brakhage’s birthday today, Zukofsky’s birthday in about a week and a half, quite a streak! and quite a gift! (especially for the rest of us…)
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MUSINGS is a home for thoughts, inklings, daydreams, opinions, essays, journal entries, photos, clips, links, announcements, and, well…musings—on anything that comes to mind, as we say. Somewhere between a blog, a diary, a received and noted section, an editorial page, a notebook —or just some random thoughts I want to share, apropos of nothing in particular. This will be the most active, “live” part of the site, one that will be changing and evolving as the clouds pass by…A book of days.
Mutterings to myself, mostly, wondering if anyone out there hears a bell ring every now and then.
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