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Through the gate
The last section of Ravel's Ma mére l'oye (Mother Goose – it is also at the end of the suite) is 'Le jardin féerique', the fairy garden. This finale is built on strange, quasi-archaic contrapuntal lines, which have a sort of hieratic grandeur in the way they don't match neatly. About halfway through, everything evaporates…
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Light, air
About six weeks since my last post. No serious reason for this – not especially in stasis, not down, not depressed; busy but not immensely so, just many things to do in a long row. There are changes – new plans, changing plans, changing dreams – most of which bode well in one way or…
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Poisoning Rats
Warfarin is a drug in very common use – a variety of stroke, heart and other blood conditions tend to lead to it being prescribed. It comes in several strengths, each of which has a different color; patients get blood tests, at first weekly or biweekly, to see just how much they should take to…
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The City
It will be obvious to anyone who has read much of this blog that San Francisco still has, nearly thirteen long years after I last lived there, an intense fascination (or should I say obsession?) for me. My love of small, beautiful cities, of gently artistic, liberal people, of hillside houses, of small neighborhoods stamped…
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Snapshot
After last night's slightly dense blog entry, which seemed to involve working through my feelings about the past year through the plots and changes of a television show: today was spent waiting, rather uselessly, for the electric company to come replace some sort of switch. They had reserved me from 8 am to 8 pm,…
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Epitaph One-B
It is slightly peculiar how Joss Whedon's television series seem to give me what I need to work through times of unexpected crisis…. The Buffy book, edited by Vanessa and I at first, with Janet getting it over the hump in the last two years, is finally coming out at the end of this month.…
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