“Was not their mistake once more bred of the life of slavery that they had been living?—a life which was always looking upon everything, except mankind, animate and inanimate—‘nature,’ as people used to call it—as one thing, and mankind as another, it was natural to people thinking in this way, that they should try to make ‘nature’ their slave, since they thought ‘nature’ was something outside them” — William Morris

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Staying at Joe Wenderoth's

I'm so happy to be spending the final two weeks of my stay in Davis with two of its most imaginative and creative people: Joe Wenderoth, then David Robertson.

Joe is an astounding poet and you must read Letters to Wendy's and The Holy Spirit of Life. He is a pusher of envelopes and a reducer of me to tears of laughter. Does the same in person.

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