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Showing posts with label James Baldwin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label James Baldwin. Show all posts
Tuesday, November 3, 2020

Forced to be an optimist

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  I can’t be a pessimist because I’m alive. To be a pessimist means that you have agreed that human life is an academic matter, so I’m force...
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Wednesday, July 18, 2018

A Mad Victim of Our Own Brainwashing

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That was just a little chalk drawing on a path through a beautiful wood in a park somewhere in rural Washington State. I wasn't go...
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Sunday, November 26, 2017

This Blog Still Exists

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In a 1984 Paris Review interview with the writer James Baldwin, he was asked whether he found it easier or more difficult to writ...
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Friday, July 3, 2015

Hedgebrook, Day Nine

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I only saw the moon last night because I turned my back and then turned back around. A pumpkin-colored disc floating just between the t...
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