November 1, 2015
William Blake
To a country, we move slowly to an answer in a clock, or to a given tower, to walk towers over in a glaze of field said William Blake to rest unnamed reshaped the face one […]
November 1, 2015
from “Henry David Thoreau: ‘Walking'”
Listening to ice crack itself across winter—it was the winter of 1845, and the Second Great Awakening was ending all over New England in which someone coming down a road […]
November 1, 2015
Introduction: Walking with Poets
We make our way across the world by walking. Walking impels the body through time and across spaces, however large or small. In the interval, the interstices, things evolve, decay, […]
November 1, 2015
Thomas De Quincey
inveterately, the quintessential walker of the streets of London, wrote toward the end of his life that “the human face tyrannized” his dreams, which is not in strange weather, which […]
November 1, 2015
The Juggler of Notre-Dame
“Very few men know how to take a walk,” says Dr. Johnson. Well, I’m not one of them, your honor! Though it is hardly I who am responsible for the […]
November 1, 2015
Early Nineteenth-Century English Poetry Walks
1 I remember the rain, a cold coin-colored all-day rain, hard as coins, straight down, June, just outside of Keswick, walking like a tourist in a light raincoat, soaked through, […]
November 1, 2015
Unexpected Oracles
“What is the answer?” [Long silence.] “In that case, what is the question?” —Gertrude Stein, July 27, 1946 “When I told him, he was like, ‘Oh my God!’ and I […]
November 1, 2015
Gérard de Nerval
What is the wander, what aimless shelter, what within a very small room. Or we could call it a city. Or we could build a city in which you could […]