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\"Walk<\/a><\/p>\n

Remember Rod McKuen? He\u2019s the one who wrote those illustrated books of free verse with titles like Come to Me in Silence<\/em> and Listen to the Warm<\/em>. In the 1970s, McKuen called himself America\u2019s most popular poet, and he may well have been. Since then he has faded into obscurity, without an heir\u2014until now. For reasons best known to themselves, the poet and singer David Berman, the photographer Michael Schmelling, and the painter-sculptor Friedrich Kunath have created You Owe Me a Feeling<\/em><\/a>, an unlikely late masterpiece in the McKuen mode. \u201cLove is the 51st state,\u201d Berman writes. And: \u201cThe whole country is turning \/ into LA (so let\u2019s move to LA).\u201d And: \u201cGolden \/ retrievers \/ aren\u2019t dogs, \/ they\u2019re dogs \/ about dogs.\u201d These aper\u00e7us appear between portraits of a rugged artiste doing his thing on a Kunath canvas, hefting a giant Kunath shoe, or nuzzling one of Kunath\u2019s human-faced tangerines. It\u2019s kind of hard to describe, but we all loved it, and (even though one of us [Nicole] has an e-mail address borrowed from a David Berman song) none of us happened to be stoned. \u2014Lorin Stein<\/strong><\/p>\n

What better way to celebrate the Centennial of Grand Central station than with a dozen bivalves at the Oyster Bar and a visit to the Whispering Gallery? While there, check out the New York Transit Museum\u2019s exhibit \u201cGrand by Design: A Centennial Celebration of Grand Central Terminal<\/a>,\u201d on view through March 15. \u2014Sadie Stein<\/strong> <\/p>\n

Our Southern editor turned me on to an astonishing story<\/a> by Mike Dash in Smithsonian<\/em> magazine, about a Russian family who spent forty-two years in isolation, deep in the Siberian forest, and were discovered by geologists in 1978. According to Dash, the patriarch refused to believe that man had walked on the moon, but \u201che adapted swiftly to the idea of satellites. The Lykovs had noticed them as early as the 1950s, when \u2018the stars began to go quickly across the sky,\u2019 and Karp himself conceived a theory to explain this: \u2018People have thought something up and are sending out fires that are very like stars.\u2019\u201d \u2014L.S.<\/strong><\/p>\n

To light a fire should<\/em> have been basic\u2014they call it \u201cbasic survival,\u201d after all\u2014but last weekend the task proved insurmountable. Even with the instant-start log, wrapped like a candy bar, I was stymied by my inability and had to solicit the aid of a friend, and I felt the shame of all of those Minnesota ancestors who watched early morning steam roll off Lake Superior as they carried in the day\u2019s supply of wood. In the event Monsieur Groundhog should see his shadow tomorrow, I decided it behooved me to research fire building. Jack London<\/a> had a lot to say on the matter, as you can imagine. However, I most enjoyed this YouTube video<\/a> that showcases three different fire-starting techniques along with the cameraman\u2019s pithy counsel: \u201cGet your tinder down in there!\u201d Hopefully novice, naturalist firebugs read another blog. \u2014Kendall Poe<\/strong>\"\"<\/p>\n

Christian Wiman made news in December when he announced that he is stepping down as editor of Poetry<\/i> magazine, a position he\u2019s held for the past ten years. Perhaps his departure will allow his forthcoming book, My Bright Abyss: Meditation of a Modern Believer<\/i><\/a>, to be read not as an overt (and potentially polarizing) statement by a public literary figure of his religiosity, but for what it is: an account of one man\u2019s journey through the alternating despair and elation that mark the road of human struggles with spirituality, belief, and doubt. Its weight and troubling honesty have prevented me from reading more than a few pages at a time. \u2014Clare Fentress<\/strong><\/p>\n

Finally, I must share this video <\/a>of Russian pensioners laying flowers at the feet of a statue of Lenin. It was sent to us by our frequent contributor Sophie Pinkham, who provides this translation: (Man\u2019s voice) \u201cWe have scotch, comrades.\u201d (Woman\u2019s voice) \u201cIs there scotch? Is there scotch?\u201d \u2014L.S. <\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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