The empty occasions of calendrical time impose their false coherence on us.
Some reflections on Alphabet, Inc. and a suggestion that modernist architect Adolf Loos would be totally into Soylent.
While I am, in theory, a big proponent of the digital humanities, I'm also frequently underwhelmed by projects sold under that label. That's why I was excited recently to find a low-key, creative, straightforward example of how the internet can contribute substantively to humanities scholarship.
I've returned from Poland. It will take me a while to process the amazing things I've seen, from the Baltic to the Black Madonna of Czestochowa. For now, I thought I'd just rave a little bit more about Anna Akhmatova.
Here at the University of Washington, our over-long academic year is finally ending, and I am eager to be gone. Quick as I can, I'll be at a spa near Poznań in Poland, first stop on a East European vacation. I thought I'd post a poem about departures: Anna Akhmatova's "Pesnia poslednei vstrechi" (Song of the Last Meeting).
What use could there be for negative evidence in literary scholarship?