home soon & joy now
On March 7 Amtrak started up its Vancouver, BC – Portland line again, almost exactly three years after the pandemic shut it down. This filled me with profound joy.
The line gives me to my love & the line brings me home.
Crossing the Fraser River last night, about forty minutes from English Bay.
I hope you hear them coming
I’ve never had writer’s block, but I find it difficult *to write well* on a topic that makes me angry. Attacks on transgendered people make me angry to a staggering degree.
I am grateful for the work of Parker Molloy on this and other topics.
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Brynn Tannehill, the “harbinger of doom” I noted last year, also writes about this topic in a way that keeps me up at night.
Nan Goldin
I watched Laura Poitras’ documentary “All the Beauty and the Bloodshed,” about photographer Nan Goldin, yesterday evening – and though it runs about two hours, it took me more than three to finish it, having to pause, sobbing, and also in gratitude. God bless Nan Goldin for her art, her activism, her genius, her revelatory photography, and her love of others.
Here she talks with Terry Gross on “Fresh Air.” How wonderful I am alive to hear these two in conversation. I will try to write more about these things soon.
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