golden years

 

not forgotten

 

Dear Blog,

I haven't forgotten you- I had nothing nice to say, though, so I didn't say it.  In the silence, between my last letter and now, I hope you felt loved & wanted.

Today, I have missed the moment to 'style' my hair by forcing it into certain shapes with pinchy little clips, and so it is running wild, curling all crazy this way and that.  I am not going to wet it again and start over, though; no, I am going to take a tip from Melani Sanders and say: we do not care about our hair sticking out.  

I want to offer you another thing that we haven't spoken of in a while, A Word a Day.  It's always such a treat- today it is a tart treat. While this, from Christina Tosi's Bake Club, is a sweet treat and a third fabulous thing that is absolutely free for you to enjoy or ignore, depending on how you feel.

a film and a book

 

Dear Viewer,

I hope you have already read The Lover; I hadn't, and I always thought I would, it's just that a lot of years have passed since I first came across it- like, 35 or 40 years!  It's embarrassing, but I know you won't judge me, and I won't judge you, either; but I hope you do read it, I hope you read it in the next 30 days, let alone years, but whenever you get to it, you will want more from Marguerite Duras.  And so.  Let me offer you something that doesn't need you to turn the pages, but will give you some Marguerite Duras:  Hiroshima Mon Amour; your film assignment for this month!

PS  Now; not now, later, when you have read The Lover, or watched the film, you might want to read this, too.

a fall tune

 

The Dove, Pablo Picasso, 1949.

Dear Radio Dodo Listener,

What's new, you ask?  Lots of stuff, I guess.  It never seems quite worth the telling, all the new stuff.  I feel often tired from playing my same role in the pantomime, and it makes me feel like writing to you is just more of the same.  But I do think of you, and I want to send you some little token, something good.  Let it be Peace Piece, you song for today.

pool, bakery

 

Sunday

 

Dear Days,

Sunday is the best radio night on my public radio station.  The first show is Global Spin, which has, yes, World Music-  And if want to be a citizen of the World, you will want to listen to World Music!  Then comes the best show, Speak Low:  which is all kinds of good including French pop music.  It's a terrific two hours of radio.  Lastly, comes Citizen Sound, which is also good, sometimes even great.  The show is varied; I think interns run it, at 11 pm on Sunday eve, and I don't often listen past midnight.  This song, your song of the day, was played on the middle show, Speak Low, one recent Sunday.  It is great, no question; but if for some reason you are too old or too young to recognize that circular staircasing sample is coming from, it is from here, another peerless song.

the big wheel