Tag: incandescent

  • March 20, 2024

    March 20, 2024

    “What’s it feel like to know all these people read your books?” A ten-year old asked me that question when I was signing books at the Tucson Festival of Books. I looked at her and said, “It’s unbelievable. I don’t have words for it.” “Okay,” she said. “Well, maybe if you work on it, you…

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  • June 28, 2011

    June 28, 2011

    I was in New Orleans over the weekend, and on Sunday I walked into a coffee shop on Magazine Street and saw a water pitcher lit up by late afternoon sun. I wish I could paint, but what I have are words: luminous, incandescent, glowing, afire. I kept turning around to look at that column…

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  • January 4, 2011

    January 4, 2011

    On the cedar chest in my living room I have a glass orange, a souvenir from Ft. Lauderdale, Florida. At this time of year and at a certain hour of the morning, the sun comes in at just the right angle and illuminates the orange so that it shines like some brave, small planet. Henry…

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