Why should a dog, a horse, a rat have life, And thou no breath at all? Thou’lt come no more; Never, never, never, never, never! So King Lear laments upon finding his best beloved daughter, Cordelia, hanged with no, no, no life left in her. I suppose it’s a different question when asked about an…
Month: February 2016
Prodigies of nature
In the landscape I inhabit, urban wildlife usually comes in predictable forms. Raccoons and squirrels are regular visitors to my backyard and roof, and I see them (or their sad carcasses) all over the city–anywhere humans might be trusted to drop or store food, really. Still, I also sometimes go into my city’s constantly shrinking wild places; maybe…
Jam and Idleness 
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