Tag: Jim Harrison
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jim harrison remembered
David – Jim Harrison He is young. The father is dead. Outside, a cold November night, the mourner’s cars are parked upon the lawn; beneath the porch light three brothers talk to three sons and shiver without knowing it. His mind’s all black thickets and blood; he knows flesh slips quietly off the bone, he […]
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* throwing things on the floor with Jim Harrison & John Keats
In reading Jim Harrison’s novel The English Major last month, I came across the following and it brought tears – I have been much for tears these days – and mainly because I have been slowly going over poems I have memorized, seeing what stuck and what fell off, and was suddenly surprised to recognize the […]
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* rivers, Jim Harrison & you
In a life properly lived, you’re a river. You touch things lightly or deeply; you move along because life herself moves, and you can’t stop it; you can’t figure out a banal game plan applicable to all situations; you just have to go with the “beingness” of life, as Rilke would have it. Jim Harrison […]
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