Close Encounter

Encounter in Arizona

In the same way that the source of the Nile River is Lake Victoria, I (by accident) stumbled on the source from where all clichés arise. Common places, banalities, platitudes, all matter of cliché bubble up gently in this location. How was I to know during a recent holiday after ordering huevos rancheros on Red(…)


Paul Celan on 7th Avenue

I know. I know. It’s been an awfully long epidemic of  Fold blog postings … dozens, hundreds maybe. I’m well aware that not one reader has responded with any excitement (Oh my poor sad folds!) but do appreciate (well-mannered readers that you are) that not one of you has blasted me either. Not one.  (Oh(…)