During my post-college, single-in-the-city years, I almost never watched TV. Time spent alone in my Upper West Side digs meant time spent reading or listening to music—rock, classical, disco, jazz, whatever the mood called for. A solid state Fisher stereo was all I had room for and the sound was … [Read more...] about Once upon a time . . .
All you need is . . .
. . . a little twist on the theme of love First Love First love is always best. First kiss, the one rooted in hunger. First soft-as-an-eyelash touch, fingers reaching for nothing more than what’s within their … [Read more...] about All you need is . . .
No más?
Certain days/moments in your life are marked by instant recall—details as crisp and clear as the joy or sadness they give rise to—no pentimento shading of memories. Of all the profound things to recall about the day my daughter became a Bat Mitzvah, what I hear now, across the years, is the … [Read more...] about No más?
Happenstance
Early morning, barely awake and jet-lagged, a word pops into my head: Happenstance, a poetic mingling of chance and circumstance. I do think there’s an order to the universe. I don’t think everything happens for a reason, but any unwelcome circumstance foisted on us, once we get past the anger … [Read more...] about Happenstance
Just when you thought it was safe . . .
The opening sequence of Nicole Holofcener’s “Please Give” is a laugh-out-loud montage that rings poignantly true to any woman (and that’s most of us over fifty) who dutifully does the annual torturing of the breast otherwise known as a mammogram. To a backdrop of the Roches singing “No Shoes,” … [Read more...] about Just when you thought it was safe . . .
After the funeral . . .
. . . I go for a walk. The lure of mid-afternoon autumn light – even more gold and crisp through the filter of magnificent white clouds – is all I need. Or so it would seem. I settle my eyes on the clouds, anything but diminished by the sweep of cliché (cotton the queen of them all). Magnificent … [Read more...] about After the funeral . . .
