Working on the plant-based poem November Love Story I was surprised to discover that this “Nurture” essay, which appeared in Surviving the Twenty-First Century, had never been published on Montaigbakhtinian. Here it is. There was a time, in a… Read More ›
Those who follow the news are not superior but complicit Ceux qui se tiennent au courant de l’actualité ne sont pas supérieurs mais complices Not to worry, soon enough you will not be able to turn your machines off Pas… Read More ›
With apologies to Freud, three poems, none too serious. Que Freud puisse accepter mes excuses pour ces trois poèmes petits et légers. I The playground is quiet I can read in the sun The children confined to day care… Read More ›
Dedicated to my friend Masha, who is studying child development. A conversation with her about the importance of a child’s first few years pushed me to finally move this text from the bowels of my computer to cyberspace. A… Read More ›
{click for pdf} I recall that in college there was an idea of studying together. If a young couple, or a group of friends, wanted to spend time together, one thing they would do was to study together. But of… Read More ›
Revised September 2013 from Sequence 5 text, January 2004 [click for pdf] Sick, I went with my son, then two years old, to the drugstore in the village where we had a weekend house. It so happened that this… Read More ›
FROM SEQUENCE 2013 July 2013 [Click for pdf] As regards the “poker” one might see being played by professionals at televised tournaments, my understanding is that none of the players ever really go “all in.” That is, while the announcers… Read More ›
