Monday, September 30, 2019

A Caricature

Daily Dose

From A New Life, by Bernard Malamud


"'Why speak of regrets? I have none.'
'Your eyes seem sad.'
'The fix of habit. I'm happy.'"

From page 200 this edition

Sunday, September 29, 2019

Momofuku Clerihewhew


David Chang
Made a bang
With each brand new

Daily Dose

From Song of Myself, by Walt Whitman


"Walt Whitman, an American, one of the roughs, a kosmos,
Disorderly fleshy and sensual... eating drinking and breeding,
No sentimentalist... no stander above men and women or apart from them...
 no more modest than immodest."

From page 40, this edition

Saturday, September 28, 2019

A Caricature

Daily Dose

From The Samurai, by Shusaku Endo, translated by Van C. Gessel


"We were all disheartened. We were like a wandering tribe that trails day after day across the desert in search of an illusive spring of flowing water."

From Chapter 8

Friday, September 27, 2019

Clerihew for the molecular Gastronome


Grant Achatz
Uses powders and packets,
Balloons, bubbles, and spheres
To smoke his peers.

Daily Dose

From Erosion: Essays of Undoing, by Terry Tempest Williams


"As a writer, must I write a hopeful story? Or an evolving one?"

From The Tellurian

Thursday, September 26, 2019

Clerihew con tapas


Jose Andres
Earned his place
Bringing small plates
To the States.

Clerihew for a Mad Food Scientist


Given free rein
Wylie Dufresne
crashed molecular gastronomy
Into the market economy.

Daily Dose

From On the Move: A Life, by Oliver Sacks


"Our table had a paper tablecloth, and when points were obscure, we drew diagrams on it until their meaning was fully explored."

From A New Vision of the Mind

Wednesday, September 25, 2019

Clerihew for a Literary Arsonist


Dale Peck
Sticks out his neck
Every time he takes up his pen
And then he does it over again.

A Caricature

Daily Dose

From Meditations, by Marcus Aurelius, translated by Maxwell Staniforth


"Philosophy aside, an effectual help towards disregarding death is to think of those who clung greedily to their lives."

From 50

Tuesday, September 24, 2019

Clerihew for an English Master


To reclaim its glory,
The English short story
Needed a champ which it
Found in Victor Sawdon Pritchett.

A Caricture

Daily Dose

From Lucky Jim, by Kingsley Amis


"If he's had that chance, things would be very different for him now. For a moment he thought he couldn't think what things; then he found he could conceive the things exactly, and exactly how they'd differ from the things he'd got, too."

From Chapter 18

Monday, September 23, 2019

The Joy of Clerihew


Irma S. Rombauer
Loved that whole flour,
Canned soup and fruit cocktail,
And recipes from retail.

Daily Dose

From I Feel Bad About My Neck and Other Thoughts on Being a Woman, by Nora Ephron


"The fact that I am not currently in pain and cannot simulate the pain of labor does not mean I don't remember it. I am currently not eating a wonderful piece of grilled chicken I once had in Asolo, Italy, in 1982, but I remember it well. It was delicious."

From On Maintenance

Sunday, September 22, 2019

A Caricature

Daily Dose

From Always Look on the Bright Side of Life: A Sortabiography, by Eric Idle


"We ended up with dancing men in top hats and tails, a full Welsh choir, and a British regimental band playing along loudly."

From Chapter 18, Bright Side Returns

Saturday, September 21, 2019

A Caricature

Daily Dose

From The Atheist in the Attic, by Samuel R. Delany


"Really, had this been necessary? But that, I thought, was my old friend."

From Chapter 3.

Friday, September 20, 2019

A Caricature

Daily Dose

From Collected Novels and Plays, by James Merrill


"Within her range of vision stood a plant that had stalks covered with pink bristles, and big triangular leaves, greeny brown, each of which seemed to have split open to reveal a jagged form, membranous and pink. It wasn't a plant she would have chosen for display in a hospital. Now I'll be sick, she thought."

From The Seraglio, Chapter 15

Thursday, September 19, 2019

A Caricature

Daily Dose

From The Changing Light at Sandover, by James Merrill


"A Sunday hush. Table uncleared. Grandmother
About to take her pill in trembling water
Cocks her head: 'An angel's passing over...'
Seeing nothing, each looks at the other."

From Mirabell: Book 9, 9-5

Wednesday, September 18, 2019

Breakfast at the Bookstore with Brad and Nick #173

Daily Dose

From The Tanners, by Robert Walser, translated by Susan Bernofsky


"'I was always in the habit,' Hedwig said to Simon in the course of the day, 'of treating you somehow as my subordinate. In their dealings with you, perhaps others do, too --you hardly give an impression of intelligence -- what people are more likely to see in you is love, and you know pretty well how that's received.'"

From Chapter 10

Tuesday, September 17, 2019

Clerihew for a Lyonnais


When Jacques Pepin
At Le PĂ©lican began, 
There it was, so to speak,
He first learned La Technique.

Daily Dose

From The Assistant, by Robert Walser, translated by Susan Bernofsky


"In some other place and at some other hour, all this would perhaps have struck him as agreeable, instructive, nice, fine, amusing, even enchanting."

from page 143, this edition

Monday, September 16, 2019

A Caricature

Daily Dose

From No Spare Time: Thinking About What Matters, by Ursula K. Le Guin


"Silence. Affable presence. Mystery."

From Pard and the Time Machine, May 2014

Sunday, September 15, 2019

A Caricature

Daily Dose

From Seven Men and Two Others, by Max Beerbohm


"I presently felt that this landscape was not, after all, doing itself full justice."

From James Pethel

Saturday, September 14, 2019

Breakfast at the Bookstore with Brad and Nick #172

Daily Dose

From The Birds, by Tarjei Vesaas, translated by Torbjorn Stoverud and Michael Barnes


"They raised themselves on their elbows, compelled by the earnestness of his voice and the gleam in his eye.
'Yes? We're listening,' they said, expectantly."

From Chapter 21

Friday, September 13, 2019

A Caricature

Daily Dose

From Dr. Zhivago, by Boris Pasternak, translated by Manya Harari and Max Hayward


"Only the superfluous is sordid."

From Chapter 2, 4

Thursday, September 12, 2019

A Caricature

Doughy Clerihew


What endeared
James Beard?
He always said,
"I'll bring the bread."

Daily Dose

From Sea of Poppies, by Amitav Ghosh


"She refused to discuss the subject, and he could not blame her for this, since he could scarcely bear to think of it himself."

From Chapter Fourteen

Wednesday, September 11, 2019

Clerihew for the Boston Cooking School


Fannie Farmer
Strapped on the armor
Of proper terms and careful measures
And produced an American treasure.

Clerihew de cuisine


If today
Wrote Ma Cuisine
There would be much less gelatine.

Clerihew in a Tall Toque


Paul Bocuse
Paid his dues
Long before nouvelle cuisine
Ever really made the scene.

Daily Dose

From Joseph Anton: A Memoir, by Salman Rushdie


"Thanks to Zafar, he had grown fond of Mario the plumber and his brother Luigi, and sometimes Super Mario World felt like a happy alternative to the one he lived in the rest of the time. 'Read a good book,' his wife told him scornfully. 'Give it up.' He lost his temper. 'Don't tell me how to live my life,' he exploded, and she made a grand exit."

From Chapter IV, The Trap of Wanting to Be Loved

Tuesday, September 10, 2019

A Caricature

Daily Dose

From New York Stories, edited by Diana Secker Tesdell


"Her supreme charm was the simplicity that comes of taking it for granted that people are born with carriages and country places: it never occurred to her that such congenital attributes could be matter for self-consciousness, and she had none of the nouveau riche prudery which classes poverty with the nude in art and is not sure how to behave in the presence of either."

From A Cup of Cold Water, by Edith Wharton

Monday, September 9, 2019

A Caricature

Daily Dose

From Russian Stories, edited by Christoph Keller


"'We're done for!' I hollered, seized by the exhilaration of disaster. 'We're finished!'"

From Dolgushov's Death, by Isaac Babel, translated by Peter Constantine

Sunday, September 8, 2019

Breakfast at the Bookstore with Brad and Nick #171

Daily Dose

From Russian Stories, edited by Christoph Keller


"None the less, December was not a success for Naples."

From The Gentleman from San Francisco, by Ivan Bunin, translated by S. S. Koteliansky, D. H. Lawrence, and Leonard Woolf

Saturday, September 7, 2019