Even though these photos below don’t look like summer, the time is here. In the next few months, I’m heading far and wide on some grand adventures. I’m honored to have already participated in Asylum Arts’ International Jewish Artist Retreat in Garrison, NY, a four-day gathering of 80 artists from around the world, working in a variety of disciplines.
In a few weeks, I’ll be a part of the 20-person gathering called Tent: Creative Writing 2015, a week-long seminar for writers and readers, hosted by the Yiddish Book Center in Amherst, MA. In early August, I’ll head to a different kind of tent–a 12×12 canvas one located somewhere in the Central Cascades of Oregon, where I’m taking part in Signal Fire’s Outpost Residency. I may even bring my typewriter! A day later, I fly down to New Mexico for the A Room Of Her Own Retreat (which was actually what sparked this summer of writing-focused experiences).
The photos below are from a jaunt to Bishop, California, where I was visiting a friend who’s hiking the PCT. I had never been to Yosemite, and Tioga Pass was miraculously open both times, despite big winter storms in the area. Many good spots to pull over and admire the mountains made the drive a little longer than usual.
Lastly, I’m stoked to have my poem, “I’ve Knelt In A Lot Of Places” alongside some stellar prose, poetry, and art in Yale’s Letters journal (PDF download).
In an effort to write more letters, here’s one for Francesca. If you’re in the ‘burgh, you can find it in this week’s copy of The Tartan, in the Pillbox section.
I promised fewer words, but sometimes I go back on my promises because I like to write things so much. I also promised lists & letters on the blog, so now, you’ll get the latter. Here’s an email I sent to my grandmother (Nanny) in reply to an email that she sent me.
It is so great to hear from you! I just spoke with Mom & Dad last night, and they mentioned speaking with you briefly on the phone. It sounds like you and Poppy are keeping busy—and that movie about Gandhi sounds really interesting. I haven’t seen any movies in a while, except one entirely in Tamil (the language they speak here) a few weeks ago. It was an experience. The male & female leads don’t ever kiss—they might hug at the end.
Yes, it is hot and getting hotter here—I’m not sure what the exact temperature is and even if I did, it’d be in Celsius! But feels like mid-to-high-80s now.
Classes are not too hard yet—I don’t think anything will be as hard as CMU, actually. They just started in earnest last week. I’m taking Spoken Tamil, The Idea of India in Literature, Christianity in India, 19th century British Fiction, perhaps one more Christianity class or a class about Indian philosophy, and then auditing French. It keeps me busy in the mornings, but I have some afternoons free.
I wish I could be there for Poppy’s birthday—we will all have to get together this summer when I return. What else are you up to these days? Is the weather quite bad?
Great to hear from you! Talk more soon.