In doing some reading and note-taking on the history of agriculture for my blueberry project, I came across this.
The need to care for children helped create division of labor among hunters and gatherers. Men hunted, women gathered. Of the two pursuits, gathering was clearly more important. While the capture of a single large animal might [...]
Archive for the ‘quotation’ Category
- Ancestral division of labor
Posted in blueberry, quotation, word on September 29, 2009 | 1 Comment »
- Reverse commuter
Posted in artist, quotation, word on September 11, 2009 | 5 Comments »
Do you know the work of the contemporary poet Deborah Garrison?
This one, in particular, is something I read out loud to myself every year, in the fall around this time.
I Saw You Walking
I saw you walking through Newark Penn Station
in your shoes of white ash. At the corner
of my nervous glance your dazed passage
first forced [...]
- One way to pass time
Posted in parent, quotation, word on February 8, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
This is what Grace said, in sequential increments, after I gently asked her to stop reading over my shoulder:
I am just going to lie down on the couch…
and use my mind…
to keep busy…
and make objects move…
and race across the room…
and watch them.
And so I watched eight-year-old Grace, and that indeed is what she seemed to [...]
- Feels like this
Posted in quotation, word on October 8, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
In an essay, Patricia Hampl writes:
I was attracted too to the in-between position of the writer. More exactly, I was after the suspended state that comes with the act of writing: not happy, not sad; uncertain of the next turn, yet not lost; here, but really there, the there of an unmapped geography…
The elusive [...]
- Walk into the dark
Posted in quotation, students, teach, word on September 10, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
This excerpt is from a ruminative and sparkling post by writer and teacher Alexander Chee on today’s Koreanish:
Part of what is interesting to me about writing is how writing is a social act—a performance for others, a way to connect that has not one guarantee to it. You write and you don’t know that anyone [...]
- Good question
Posted in quotation, word on August 16, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
In an essay on memoirs in the September 2008 Harper’s Magazine, Francine Prose writes:
On nearly every occasion when I’ve been invited to speak about both fiction and nonfiction writing, someone has asked my opinion of the scandalous disclosure that James Frey had fabricated sections of his memoir, A Million Little Pieces. I reply that I’m [...]
- Advice
Posted in quotation, word on July 18, 2008 | 2 Comments »
From Sara, Grace’s reading teacher who is tutoring her over the summer:
Read one book at a time.
From Hal Blythe and Charlie Sweet, who published a fascinating and enjoyable article, “The Writing Community: A New Model for the Creative Writing Classroom,” in the Spring 2008 issue of Pedagogy:
… To write like a professional, the writer will [...]
- Images
Posted in book, quotation, word on June 23, 2008 | 1 Comment »
I love the images in these two lines, from two different pieces:
All over the room, like boats softly tooting their horns in a harbor on a foggy night, men were weeping. (Nicholas Dawidoff, “The Man Who Wasn’t There,” New York Times, Sunday, June 15, 2008)
and
At times I was lonely, but it was a bearable loneliness, [...]
- Opinions
Posted in parent, quotation, word on June 19, 2008 | 3 Comments »
As dinner ended, Lydia, Eli, and I discussed our summer trip. (Grace had wandered off to the television; Jimmy is at a dinner meeting.) Eli is impatient for us to nail down the date and destination. The children have opinions, which enrich but complicate the process.
Lydia (suddenly): I know! Let’s rent one of [...]
- What you remember
Posted in quotation, students, word on May 26, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Sunday. The water was 52° F. today; the air was 68°. Grace, Elena, and Sarah went into the water the moment we got to Cold Storage Beach; my father stood there, knee-deep, for a few minutes and then dove in. Later, I went in all the way, as promised. I lasted about [...]
I'm Jane Kokernak, a writer who teaches college students and also gardens, makes things, and putters around. Here I blog about all that and sometimes digress; favorite people make an occasional appearance, too. Send e-mail to jane dot kokernak @ gmail dot com.