My apartment in Budapest was a block away from The House of Terror, which served as headquarters for the Arrow Cross in 1944, and for the Communist terrors AVO and AVH between 1945 and 1956. During the Arrow Cross reign alone, thousands of innocents were tortured and killed in the building’s basement prison. The museum that stands there today provides … Continue reading On Holocaust Remembrance Day: A very quick tour of Nazi headquarters in Budapest.
In honor of International Romani Day, I’m posting more pics from my Roma reporting trip. These are from the “Numbered Streets” settlement, in Miskolc. (They are also on Instagram). *** *** All posts in the “Roma Reporting Project” were supported by a grant from the Pulitzer Center on Crisis Reporting. Continue reading Roma Project: Numbered Streets
I’ve put these up on Instagram, but figured I’d post them here as well… Just a short slideshow of one of the settlements I visited. I’ll be posting more, settlement by settlement, over the next month, until they’re all up. *** *** All posts in the “Roma Reporting Project” were supported by a grant from … Continue reading Roma Project: Vigtelep
A recent houseguest gifted me Philip Klay’s National Book Award-Winning short story collection, Redeployment, and it is un-put-down-able. A serious psychological profiling of the men who go to war, and their struggles to come back afterwards. Here’s a snippet: It was bullshit, but every time I told the story, it felt better. Like I owned it … Continue reading This Book.
It’s finally springtime in New York, though you can’t quite tell it yet from the air; or trees; or things people are wearing. I was out walking with a photographer friend and he took this lovely picture of the Central Park Reservoir, one of my most favorite spots in the city: I love the skyline from … Continue reading Words & Pictures
This poem by Theodore Rothke, which Kurt Vonnegut included in the intro to Slaughterhouse Five. I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow I feel my fate in what I cannot fear I learn by going where I have to go. *** I’ve always loved this one. But it’s actually not the first poem … Continue reading On Theodore Rothke and misinterpretation.
This from The Rubaiyat Omar Khayyam (verses LXXI – LXXIII): The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it. And that inverted Bowl they call the Sky, Whereunder crawling coop’d we … Continue reading A scientist-poet. From 12th century Persia. On Writing.