Category Archives: Writing

all winter long

THE END OF THE LIBRARY Weldon Kees When the coal Gave out, we began Burning the books, one by one; First the set Of Bulwer-Lytton And then the Walter Scott. They gave a lot of warmth. Toward the end, in … Continue reading →

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How Kafkaesque

 

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The feeling of communion in the libraries

Most English speakers are familiar with the American author E.B. White from his contributions to the iconic writing guide The Elements of Style or through his classic children’s books such as Charlotte’s Web. During World War II, he received a request … Continue reading →

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If you see a train this evening…

If you see a train this evening, Far away against the sky, Lie down in your wooden blanket, Sleep, and let the train go by. Trains have called us, every midnight, From a thousand miles away, Trains that pass through … Continue reading →

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Collective Nouns

 

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A Specter is Haunting Texas

The constant news stories this past week about the pitiful state of the State of Texas reminded me of the little known post-apocalyptic science fiction satire by the way under appreciated author Fritz Leiber. In the very dark, but humorous … Continue reading →

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Still Standing

Regular visitors to Travel Between The Pages may recall previous stories about San Francisco’s fabled Arion Press. The charming video below recounts a visit to the historic 101 year old printer. If you love books, and I know that you … Continue reading →

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I don’t want to end up simply having visited this world.

When Death Comes When death comes like the hungry bear in autumn; when death comes and takes all the bright coins from his purse to buy me, and snaps the purse shut; when death comes like the measle-pox; when death … Continue reading →

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Waiting for Godot

 

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Hope Lines

Philadelphia can be a difficult place to live even in the best of times. Although it can be a wonderful destination for visitors, America’s “cradle of liberty” also suffers from one of the nation’s worst poverty rates and has been … Continue reading →

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