I sometimes picture the peak of Northeast winters, from the season’s first snowfall until about late February, as a hearth beside which friends and family inevitably nest. You’d think you’d see less of these people in cruel weather, but I find it to be the opposite: we come together to huddle for warmth and get a bit fatter in dark and stormy conditions. Unlike me, the season’s cold rain caused Flaubert’s heart to “crumble into ruins”. But Flaubert seems to […]
Poetry in Motion: Highlights from Vol. 1 Brooklyn’s NFC-AFC Championship Live Blog
Welcome. Introducting our panel of annual analysts: Climp Bators (Pigskin Warthog Online Editor, statistician, sub-par husband) Lash St. Cower (Portland Daily Gazette columnist, senile ex-lover of Eartha Kitt) Rosalind Propecia (on-field interviewer, ESPN Chechnya) Cormac McCarthy (Pulitzer Prize-winning author of The Road and All the Pretty Horses, licensed misanthrope) Kegstands-X5 (sentient, artificially intelligent android sent from the future to discuss football) Peaches Malloy (three-time Pro Bowl running back, disgraced infomercial psychic)
Poetry in Motion: Super Bowl XLVII Photobooth Edition – The Agony of Victory, The Ecstasy of Defeat
How one handles success and failure often speaks greater volumes than the outcome of one’s challenge, particularly if that challenge is something as relatively lighthearted as the Super Bowl. Even in coping with the hardship of an immensely public shortcoming, the losing team isn’t exactly a fleet of trapped Chilean miners, non? There are unexpected challenges to winning the big game, and inherent optimism to be found in a loss. With the help of visual aids, in the tradition […]
Poetry in Motion: Letter from a Framingham Jail – An Imprisoned Patriots Fan Speaks Out
(as told to Nick Curley, via exclusive interview.) FRAMINGHAM, MA – Watching the ’98 Honda Accord I torched outside the Cask ‘N Flagon go up in flames, I couldn’t help but see Tom Brady’s impeccable cheekbones among the whispering embers. The final seconds of Sunday’s American Football Conference Championship felt like getting pelted by ice chunks during elementary school games of King of the Mountain all over again. It’s funny how sometimes, in sports, fire is like ice.
College Football and Lit Pub Crawl: Tomorrow is a Glorious Day
Posted by Jason Diamond I think that a persons choice in college football can be compared to a persons choice in favorite liquors: your personal choice is something you’ve cultivated a taste for, quality is of the essence, and nobody can really sway your opinion. I’m an unabashed Big Ten fanatic. Make of that what you will.
Bites: Ames is Bored to Death, Thurston on grunge, Sampsell talks to Elliott, Jeter and Jesus = same thing, and more
Is Bored to Death (starring Jason Schwartzman, pictured above) the next HBO show in line that becomes that show people who “don’t watch tv” actually get into (The Wire, The Sopranos, etc.)? Not sure. But knowing that Jonathan Ames is the writer can give one hope. He talks to Huffington Post. Indichik went to our Vol. 1 Storytelling Brooklyn series this last Thursday, and said some very nice things. Lit. Kevin Sampsell interviews Stephen Elliott for the Portland Mercury 2666, […]
Bites: Blake on display, Philly libraries, Justin Taylor on Zak Smith, Princeton in the Times, Drew hearts Jens, and more
Lit. The Morgan Library and Museum is showcasing the watercolors, prints, and illuminations of William Blake for the first time in two decades. The show, entitled “William Blake’s World: A New Heaven Has Begun” is on display through January 3rd. The entire Philadelphia Free Library System is scheduled to close on October 2. The Brooklyn Book Festival is today. If you’re willing to confront the brewing cloudiness outside, PEN’s event looks good, and so does Housing Works’. Hooves on The […]