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The Magic And The Power

An Interview With Odetta

I’m shy about writing, about exposing myself, but songs have come through me. Once, I was in Israel and had a hard night — an argument that was so unimportant I don’t even remember what it was about — and I decided I’d go to sleep. In those days that was the way I handled my problems. There’s a Chinese proverb that says if you have a big problem, and you need to solve it, go to sleep. The problem won’t disappear, but you’ll wake up in another position. (Chuckles.) Well, I got back to the hotel, and I couldn’t go to sleep. So I took pencil and paper in hand and out came a song. The kind of writing I admire involves yourself right out there, like Joni Mitchell. Her songs are about what she did or didn’t do or what she’s feeling. It’s almost like an exorcism. But I haven’t gotten there yet.

Essays, Memoirs, & True Stories

A Different World

The Sexual Politics of Ursula LeGuin

But is it possible even to imagine what life might be like without the constant distraction of sex? The energy that would be left over for other things? The thought is dazzling.


For each wants to think that I speak only to him personally, and each wants to think that I possess him personally, and he only. . . .


Skin-Bearing Animal

At seven o’clock, Ann Smith was not ready to begin her day. She had had difficulty returning to sleep after the two-  and six-o’clock feedings, and she was still tired. While Harry shaved and dressed, Ann started the coffee, poured the juice, fried Harry’s egg and toasted his toast. She did all this with her dreams still faintly visible, silly dreams of ingenuous cartoon characters and her, interacting with them whenever she had a free second or two, and then snapping back to consciousness to turn an egg, butter toast, or pour coffee.

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Readers Write

How To Keep Love Alive

My life was filled with magic as a child. The wondrous never ceased. California for instance was magic. My Dad took me to Hollywood once and it was hot in the winter and full of movie stars.

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. . . in all fairness I should say one more thing about making love stay.

When the mystery of the connection goes, love goes. It’s that simple. This suggests that it isn’t love that is so important to us but the mystery itself. The love connection may be merely a device to put us in contact with the mystery, and we long for love to last so that the ecstasy of being near the mystery will last. It is contrary to the nature of mystery to stand still. Yet it’s always there, somewhere, a world on the other side of the mirror . . . , a promise in the next pair of eyes that smile at us. We glimpse it when we stand still.

The romance of new love, the romance of solitude, the romance of objecthood, the romance of ancient pyramids and distant stars are means of making contact with the mystery. When it comes to perpetuating it, however, I got no advice. But I can and will remind you of two of the most important facts I know:

  1. Everything is part of it.
  2. It’s never too late to have a happy childhood.

Tom Robbins, Still Life With Woodpecker

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