Finding Higher Ground
A Life Of Travels
Publication Year: 2003
Published by: University of Nevada Press
Watershed: An Introduction
This is a watershed book. My Louisiana friends, while concerned about flooding—as readers will discover—do not reflect much about watersheds (members of the Army Corps of Engineers, if I could count any among my acquaintances, would not fit this rule). Those...
The Immeasurable Sky
The crest of summer’s wave comes early, arriving, in truth, while the calendar still says spring. Even if, meteorologically speaking, the character of the season is felt much more keenly during the canicular weeks of July and August, when night as well as day seems overcome with heat, unable to shake off its lethargy,...
A House Apart
When I refer here to the number 1101, what I have in mind is not a date—some event in post-Hastings England under Henry I, for instance, or that of a (hypothetical) newly discovered manuscript of the Chanson de Roland antedating by thirty years what is now viewed as...
“ . . . To Miss New Orleans”
Do you know what it means / To miss New Orleans?” goes the song, with the Yankee pronunciation, because most English verse is naturally iambic or anapestic, and even if that were not the case, there is no...
After the Flood
Water is very much on my mind this late-spring day, after what the meteorologists called a “train” of thick black clouds formed to the southwest and settled over New Orleans and the rest of southeast Louisiana this past Monday, dumping its load and redumping the next day as the overladen clouds burst again, finally emptying twenty-four inches of rain at some locations across Lake Pontchartrain and eighteen inches at my place in the Garden District. For...
Like Rousseau, who gave advice in Emile on the education of children while abandoning to foundling hospitals those he begat with Th
It has been now nearly fifty years since I lived year-round in that part of extreme West Texas that belongs to the Chihuahuan Desert, but my mind is connected to it still, as though magnetized by, or magnetizing, its strange mineral soils and the lodes of ore running along the Rio Grande and through the Chisos Mountains....
Of the various ways of going back to my native Colorado, I had not expected to indulge in this one: a brief visit (of the “gust of wind” type) in winter to Aspen, the playground of the rich, the celebrated, the glamorous. Indeed, I have railed against such places and the people who fly into them in private jets,...
The Rhythm of Experience
Writing in 1933 about one of his most famous poems, “The Cemetery by the Sea,” Valéry spoke of “these very imperious verbal illuminations which impose [on one], suddenly, a certain combination of words—as if such a group possessed some intrinsic force.” He noted...
Under the Lone Star
Sometimes, even before the summer’s end, when the sun still gets up early, heating to white by noon, and the languid afternoons just mosey along, one feels the melancholy of measurement: June has once more gone out like a tide; time is notching again the yardstick of months and seasons and shortening one’s future prospect. But even...
Images of Paris
On the rue des Ecoles, a busy street in the Latin Quarter, I am standing in front of a cinema, waiting for tickets to go on sale for an old Max Ophuls movie, which I will see shortly along with half a dozen other viewers, all young, perhaps students weary of preparing for examinations, or aficionados of film history and art. It is June:..
A British Interlude
168 A British Interlude Perhaps all of life is an interlude—a bird’s brief flight across a smoldering sky or, as Nabokov wrote, the space between two voids. Within that interlude are others, great and small, bounded by, or constituted by, circumstances and events both ordinary, such as the arrival of summer vacation, and extraordinary,...
Some who love New Mexico, Colorado, and other parts of the West live there already; I must drive all the way through Texas to see them as I wish, seeking higher ground than my Gulf Coast lowlands: Lord, lift me up and let me stand...
Page Count: 216
Publication Year: 2003
OCLC Number: 52842131
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