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osarinainkorea:

solo...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://7.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kss0jxvYl21qa5849o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;nylon + insulation + zippers = heart&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://osarinainkorea.tumblr.com/post/236705063/solo-exhibition-by-oh-hye-seon-hearts-made-from"&gt;osarinainkorea&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;solo exhibition by oh hye-seon.  hearts made from nylon stockings, insulation and massive amounts of zippers.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/237170630</link><guid>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/237170630</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 12:55:10 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Behind the scenes: the making of the breakfast blog!</title><description>&lt;img src="http://21.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ksjlv12SIq1qzusjyo1_r1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Behind the scenes: the making of &lt;a href="http://sheandhe.tumblr.com"&gt;the breakfast blog&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/231982889</link><guid>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/231982889</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2009 11:59:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"university creative-writing courses situate writers in the world that most of their readers..."</title><description>“university creative-writing courses situate writers in the world that most of their readers inhabit—the world of mass higher education and the white-collar workplace. Sticking writers in a garret would isolate them. Putting them in the ivory tower puts them in touch with real life.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;the curious conclusion of a &lt;a href="http://www.newyorker.com/arts/critics/atlarge/2009/06/08/090608crat_atlarge_menand?currentPage=all"&gt;new yorker article&lt;/a&gt; eli recommended to me…&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/231931481</link><guid>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/231931481</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2009 10:47:01 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>writing exercise</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;pre&gt;* Get someone to write for you, pretending they are you.&lt;/pre&gt;
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&lt;pre&gt;(courtesy of &lt;a href="http://writing.upenn.edu/library/Mayer-Bernadette_Experiments.html"&gt;Bernadette Mayer&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/227187430</link><guid>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/227187430</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2009 15:56:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Our task is not to find the maximum amount of content in a work of art, much less to squeeze more..."</title><description>“Our task is not to find the maximum amount of content in a work of art, much less to squeeze more content out of the work than is already there. Our task is to cut back content so that we can see the thing at all.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Susan Sontag, &lt;i&gt;Against Interpretation&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/221166104</link><guid>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/221166104</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Oct 2009 15:48:45 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"There is a world which poets cannot seem to enter. It is the world everybody else lives in. And the..."</title><description>“There is a world which poets cannot seem to enter. It is the world everybody else lives in. And the only thing poets seem to have in common is their yearning to enter this world.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;“I am exaggerating of course. Like a book.” -M.R.&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/214692566</link><guid>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/214692566</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Oct 2009 10:00:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Yes poetry still makes me feel shattered.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://17.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_krksgjLAVJ1qzusjyo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes poetry still makes me feel shattered.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/214074883</link><guid>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/214074883</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 17:45:54 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Connoisseurs of reading are very silly people. But as Thomas Merton said, one day you wake up and..."</title><description>“Connoisseurs of reading are very silly people. But as Thomas Merton said, one day you wake up and realize religion is ridiculous and that you will stick with it anyway. What love is ever any different?”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/16479"&gt;Mary Ruefle&lt;/a&gt;, again&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/213773363</link><guid>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/213773363</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 10:00:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Oh Mary Ruefle you slay me.
(Thanks, Sarah, for brightening my...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://13.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_krggj2WLUq1qzusjyo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh &lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/16479"&gt;Mary Ruefle&lt;/a&gt; you slay me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(Thanks, Sarah, for brightening my subway ride with &lt;i&gt;A Little White Shadow&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/212868062</link><guid>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/212868062</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Oct 2009 10:00:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>This is what workshop comments from Sharon Olds look like. Could...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://10.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_krgfst60St1qzusjyo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is what workshop comments from &lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/poet.php/prmPID/205"&gt;Sharon Olds&lt;/a&gt; look like. Could I be more charmed? &lt;i&gt;(No.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/211960220</link><guid>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/211960220</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 09:22:05 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>…and your daily dose of nonsense. (We finally made it to...</title><description>&lt;object width="400" height="336"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0okq7dGGEE8&amp;rel=0&amp;egm=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0okq7dGGEE8&amp;rel=0&amp;egm=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="336" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;…and your daily dose of nonsense. (We finally made it to YouTube!)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/208853948</link><guid>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/208853948</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Oct 2009 21:22:23 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>How Nonsense Sharpens the Intellect</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/10/06/health/06mind.html?em"&gt;How Nonsense Sharpens the Intellect&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;what a scoop!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/207543069</link><guid>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/207543069</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Oct 2009 09:38:05 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>my opinion about temp jobs hasn't changed since 2004</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;an email recently unarchived by Emily:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;—————————————— Original Message ——————————————&lt;br/&gt;Subject: temp jobs&lt;br/&gt;From:    ”elsbeth pancrazi” &lt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="mailto:elpancrazi@vassar.edu"&gt;elpancrazi@vassar.edu&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Date:    Sun, May 9, 2004 2:12 pm&lt;br/&gt;To:      &lt;a target="_blank" href="mailto:emscarr@vassar.edu"&gt;emscarr@vassar.edu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;—————————————————————————————————————&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;temp jobs!&lt;br/&gt;emily, i want to marry a ranger and go live in the wilderness of a&lt;br/&gt;foreign land like henry david thourough [sic] but not a philosopher and grow&lt;br/&gt;tamales and tomatillos and hot peppers and never be a temp.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/205860967</link><guid>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/205860967</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2009 09:32:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Professors, [King Louis XI] reasoned, should be as intelligent as possible, since they represented..."</title><description>“Professors, [King Louis XI] reasoned, should be as intelligent as possible, since they represented him, “le roi terrible,” and therefore he saw that they did not disappoint him. Once a year, willy-nilly, they were served a dinner at the king’s orders, and at that dinner they were bound to eat, and eat prodigiously, of oysters. It was to make them bright, and once accomplished, keep them so!”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;MFK Fischer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; on the many potent qualities of oysters.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/204541880</link><guid>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/204541880</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Oct 2009 18:37:54 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"… you don’t have to worry about not being in the avante-garde camp."</title><description>“… you don’t have to worry about not being in the avante-garde camp.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;i&gt;A fellow student in my poetry workshop, commenting on my poem.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/201494747</link><guid>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/201494747</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Oct 2009 00:27:30 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Let’s do like that crazy mathematician who employed a new principle of measurement for each..."</title><description>“Let’s do like that crazy mathematician who employed a new principle of measurement for each step of his calculations….”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Beckett to Axel Kaun, again&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/196621475</link><guid>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/196621475</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Sep 2009 10:00:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"It is becoming more difficult even senseless, for me to write a standard English. More and more my..."</title><description>“It is becoming more difficult even senseless, for me to write a standard English. More and more my own language appears to me as a veil, to be torn apart to approach the things (or the nothings) behind it. Grammar and style! They seem to me as superannuated as a Victorian bathing suit or the dignity of a gentleman. A mask. A time, let’s hope, is coming when language will be best used when best abused. Since we can’t eliminate it all at once, let’s not neglect anything that might contribute to its corruption. To bore hole after hole in it, until what cowers behind it begins to seep through - I can imagine no higher goal for a contemporary writer.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Samuel Beckett in a letter [in German] to Axel Kaun &lt;i&gt;via Anne Carson&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/195835932</link><guid>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/195835932</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Sep 2009 11:15:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Disclaimer</title><description>&lt;p&gt;If you are hoping I’ll record some quotes from Anne Carson this semester, I’m sorry to say it’s impossible. She’s just way to ephemeral for that. The best I can do is pass on Monica’s observation… “She seems more beautiful every time we see her.”&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/189360014</link><guid>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/189360014</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Sep 2009 09:35:11 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"…and what makes “I’m not here to make friends” quintessential reality tv is..."</title><description>“…and what makes “I’m not here to make friends” quintessential reality tv is that it’s impossible to imagine saying it in real life!”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;This American Life&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/188030350</link><guid>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/188030350</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Sep 2009 19:00:48 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Sita Sings The Blues, an amazing animated movie my mom...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://22.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kprdcrYrtV1qzusjyo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sitasingstheblues.com/"&gt;Sita Sings The Blues&lt;/a&gt;, an amazing animated movie my mom introduced me to, also has the coolest free-distribution model! Follow the link and you can download it, stream it, screen it… even remix it if you wanted to. Lewis Hydes’ gift culture in action. And you will love the film!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/184517346</link><guid>http://flapjacksal.tumblr.com/post/184517346</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Sep 2009 09:56:17 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
