Meditations in an Emergency

A Light in the Darkness: Bukowski’s “Raw with Love”

As a poet and novelist, Charles Bukowski is not exactly known for sentimentality and tenderness. On the contrary, his work is notorious for its pessimism and a style that could be blunt, pugilistic, and sometimes downright coarse. In hundreds of poems and a wide range of novels, Bukowski doesn’t write, so much as boil overContinue reading “A Light in the Darkness: Bukowski’s “Raw with Love””

A Pleasure to Burn: Revisiting Fahrenheit 451 in an Age of Uncertainty

“Some say the world will end in fire/some say in ice. From what I’ve tasted of desire, I hold with those who favor fire.” So wrote Robert Frost in 1920, roughly three decades before the publication of Ray Bradbury’s Fahrenheit 451, a novel which begins with one of the most ominous and chilling pronouncements inContinue reading “A Pleasure to Burn: Revisiting Fahrenheit 451 in an Age of Uncertainty”

Evil in the Age of Fear: Reading Blood Meridian

Cormac McCarthy’s Blood Meridian (1985) is a somber meditation on violence and absolute evil, as embodied by a roving gang of scalp-hunters traversing the Texas-Mexico borderlands in the mid-19th century. McCarthy drew historical inspiration from the so-called Glanton Gang, a real-life band of scalp-hunters operating in the 1830s-40s, roughly the same period in which BloodContinue reading “Evil in the Age of Fear: Reading Blood Meridian”

Thinking in Pictures: William Golding’s “The Inheritors”

View Post The prehistoric era, specifically focusing on the emergence of early humans, is a topic I find incredibly fascinating, and one that is sadly underexplored in modern literature. That mysterious vanished time, in which man was first discovering his capacity for language and abstract thought, is what drew me to The Inheritors, a 1955Continue reading “Thinking in Pictures: William Golding’s “The Inheritors””

Witch’s Warning

Be careful in November, Someone once told me, though I can’t remember when or where: Tread lightly, because the trees are brittle as dried bone, And the whole world is made of glass, so fragile and so rare It can shatter at a moment’s touch. And everything can go wrong in November,  You will awakenContinue reading “Witch’s Warning”

Welcome to My Blog

The title of this blog comes from a poem by the late author Frank O’Hara. Unoriginal, maybe, but it seemed fitting given the current bleak situation of the world. As we all continue doing our best to weather the Covid-19 storm, I hope the random musings on writing and literature featured on this blog willContinue reading “Welcome to My Blog”

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