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Hills, Shadowed Valleys, Squirrel Hill

Pittsburgh is a city of neighborhoods, of hills and shadowed valleys. The valleys or “hollers” – Pittsburgh is on the edge of Appalachia – have had plenty of darkness over different eras. Parts of the city seem backwoods, almost abandoned … Continue reading

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Lucie Brock-Broido, Teenage Poetess

  I’m grieving for Lucie Brock-Broido, the poet who died yesterday. We grew up across a street from each other in Pittsburgh. It was a cobblestone lane, really, enchanted like much of her poetry. From her teenage years, she was … Continue reading

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WRITING HOME

Wandering is often mythic, a psychological circling from exile back to roots. My wandering in Pittsburgh turned into one of those stories. Meeting artist Diane Samuels was part of the homecoming. In the way of the postmodern, it was multi-layered … Continue reading

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WRITING OUR HOUSE IN EXILE

My trip to Pittsburgh last week was short, but long in my thoughts. My eyes were constantly being opened. Especially when I learned about the City of Asylum, a place that gives “santuary to endangered literary writers.” Somewhere in my … Continue reading

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STEPPING OUT OF THE NOSTALGIA SWAMPS

Nostalgia can be a swampy, bottomless kind of emotion. It’s an emotional landscape with only limited sun and lots of swirling decomposing organic matter in the process of becoming something else.   It compresses, it forms coal. It takes in ferns … Continue reading

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