Blog by Sumana Harihareswara, Changeset founder
Poets, Travel
Hi, reader. I wrote this in 2005 and it's now more than five years old. So it may be very out of date; the world, and I, have changed a lot since I wrote it! I'm keeping this up for historical archive purposes, but the me of today may 100% disagree with what I said then. I rarely edit posts after publishing them, but if I do, I usually leave a note in italics to mark the edit and the reason. If this post is particularly offensive or breaches someone's privacy, please contact me.
Seth told me about a Sylvia Plath/Ted Hughes exhibit in New York City that features a Hughes poem in reply to a Plath poem on the topic of a rabbit trap. He did that sort of reply thing a lot, and therefore perhaps should have sent a ping trackback to the original in each instance.
I visit NYC later this week and welcome suggestions for dynamite vegetarian cuisine, extraordinary strolls, and great bits of public transit.
Speaking of transit: the Emeryville Amtrak station has a parking lot. This is not a surprise. One must pay to use the lot. Also pretty standard. But the payment system includes little analog (not automatic) slots for coins and folded bills. One must use an attached device, which basically looks like the handle of a key, to push in the folded bills through the inadequate slot for your parking space. This bit of metal is "the stuffer." I cannot find the words to describe this dastardly thing.
