PRESCIENT?
As I reread my dream, what strikes me now is how prescient it seems: The two sets of windows I escape through could represent the two “institutional” jobs I would hold in my twenties and thirties, the first at Seven Hills School, the second at Tiburon College. The...
PRESCIENT
“Last night I had this dream: “It was evening in a room of my imagination. I discovered that with a bird-like stroke of arms, I could rise into the air and float above the floor. I called in passersby for a demonstration and found, to my mortification, that I couldn’t...
DELIRIUM
“Somewhere beyond gaze
myriad lilies are spinning beneath the sun
One flesh presses another
both shivering with forgetfulness
My white room is hot and bright
my body abuzz
cell and germ contending
Somewhere beyond hearing
a perpetual waterfall rains on a…
EMBATTLED
“Sickness and a vacation from the habit of teaching…and I see myself, though I hardly recognize what I see. I would cry except that my sense of bewilderment is almost greater than my pain. I’m remembering the desperation that used to send me running out into the night...
DEAD END
“Write? I can only dump out my soul like a pile of smelly laundry. Write? Feeling subhuman, what do I have of humanity to communicate? I can’t see anything clearly, least of all myself, except in odd dreams, when I’m caught in the sweep of a searchlight. In the day...
HACK ARTISTS
“A long faculty meeting. I was going to add ‘boring,’ but that goes without saying. I feel like a clod of dirt. Karl looked at his watch and made restless movements, saying it was four o'clock and he had to get to the stores before they closed. Louise, meeting...