On my way in to teach my final spring Playing with Words class at the Visual Arts Center, I saw this bumper sticker on the back of someone’s truck: “It has become appallingly clear that our technology has surpassed our humanity.” Albert Einstein
I felt sad, immediately. I suppose I believe it might be true.
Had a wonderful final class, however, and plan to teach the course again in June as a one-day workshop.
After lunch, I’m gong to finalize the presentation I’m giving tonight on Emily Dickinson’s manuscript practices … specifically the implications of reading her poetry in the handwritten form she left it. I didn’t expect to be so moved reading the facsimiles of her fascicle pages, but there really is a difference reading the manuscript version and reading them in print. Here’s one that made me “feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off” when I stumbled across it. I’m not sure a jpeg scan of a facsimile page via a blog space is going to do justice to her poem, but at least it will give you an idea if you’ve never seen her original work.