The Eastside View

So many books read this last year, so few of them commented on here. End-of-year reflections will haunt me for the next seven weeks, I'm...

Looking at what you've just done, the critics ask what's in it for them , for their immediate entertainment or information; and may...

Pasadena, December 17— M Y FAVORITE OF ALL Shakespeare plays — I know, it's a ridiculous formulation — is Twelfth Night . It has some ...

Wow: Googling around while relaxing in that twenty minutes before bedtime I find this: Se Reich e' l'Haydn del minimalismo, Adams ne...

Berkeley, December 2, 2011— S ITTING IN A CAFÉ over a cappuccino I have no time to write here properly, but I want to call attention to an ...

For no particular reason I recalled this little poem this morning: Charles and Lindsey Engage in Dialectic Grizzly bear and mountain lion at...

Eastside Road, November 7, 2011— A FEW DAYS AGO friends came to dinner and to discuss a little project we're working on together; I don...

Palo Alto, November 2, 2011– Extraordinarily rewarding, finally moving performance here last night of Merce Cunningham's Nearly Ninety2,...

Eastside Road, October 29, 2011— I T'S TOO LATE to tell you about it; the show closed today; but the work of Gordon Cook has found its ...

Eastside Road, October 21, 2011— The San Francisco Bay area has long been one of the most significant American locales for painting, certain...

Eastside Road, October 9, 2011— L OTS OF RESPONSE in the blogsphere, in the media, even in conversation, about the death last week of Steve...

San Jose, California, September 23, 2011— W E VIRTUALLY NEVER visit this city, the largest in the Bay Area, the third-largest in California...

Eastside Road, August 20, 2011— W E SAW the Stein-Thomson opera Four Saints in Three Acts last night in San Francisco's Yerba Buena Ce...

F OR NO PARTICULAR REASON except that I just ran across it, while looking for something else, here's a piece I wrote for the Oakland Tr...

Looking east from the Temelpa trail, Mt. Tamalpais T HE FIRST STRENUOUS WALK of the year, far too long delayed: from Mountain Home, on Pano...

No moon. The crickets or whatever they are sing, mindful of Late Works.

Eastside Road, — I 'VE BEEN THINKING ABOUT language lately. No surprise there; language is one of my constant preoccupations. But speci...

Meaning is never monogamous.                                — Susan Sontag Eastside Road, July 28, 2011— W E SAW FOUR S HAKESPEARE plays th...

Eastside Road, July 29, 2011— O N NOVEMBER 8 , 1986, I apparently visited the faculty exhibition of art at California State University, Hayw...

The Function of Poetry For Kathryn A man I didn't know died yesterday His wife the childhood best friend of my daughter. Forty years, th...