Tag Archives: France

My Own Equators

I like to travel south.  The further south in Europe I go, the more comfortable I feel.  I’m often following a pull, the  force of personal migration.  The compass point opens up more and more exhilaration.  It’s as if I’m … Continue reading

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Nice Work if You Can Get It

Workers work like dogs, and the tribute to work can only be marked by a temporary stay from what it celebrates. If you can’t stand your job, you certainly can’t imagine work as a realization of human potential, an aligning … Continue reading

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WHAT WOULD BAUDELAIRE DO?

I know, poets are said to have beautiful words but no practical action. Still, I began to wonder what Baudelaire, French poet par excellence, bad boy and scowling melancholic, would say about France and its current crisis of post-attack polarization. … Continue reading

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