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A Lake of Lead and a Sky of Pewter

Nov 20, 2005 | Chronicles

Or the Luminous Metallurgy of Despair This afternoon the lake is restless lead and the silver sky holds pewter clouds. The forest is copper and brass. The horizon is gold leaf burnished bright. Autumn’s heraldry is or and argent on a field of gules and verdigris. Days...

FILMBÖRSE, ZURICH- SATURDAY DECEMBER 3, 2005

Nov 18, 2005 | Chronicles

I’ll be in Zurich on Saturday December 3rd, at the 2nd annual film collector’s fair. That’s quite probably not the best translation for “filmbörse”, but I hope it’s clear enough. I’ll be there from 1 p.m. (assuming I don’t get mixed up with the trams and trains…...

Caught on Words

Nov 4, 2005 | Chronicles

Or the Entomology of Etymology How I wish I could remember more words. Period. I am particularly fond of etymology, which would be rather like chasing butterflies if words had wings. Not only are they as hard to catch, but pinning them down takes much of the life out...