"B" Stings

Thursday, November 29, 2012

A Pre-Christmas Dialogue in Monosyllables

›
A poem in short words? Why not give it a try? Why should I? What do you want to say? In truth, I don't know. The sky is ...
23 comments:
Thursday, November 22, 2012

On Gratitude, Loss, and the Afterlife

›
Thanksgiving Day, 2012. Throughout this month people have openly (and sometimes ostentatiously) published their gratitude on Facebook a...
2 comments:
Thursday, November 15, 2012

Reflections of Numbers

›
Numbers. I never cared for them unless (rarely) they represented an unexpected, and substantial, addition to my bank account. In term...
8 comments:
Thursday, November 8, 2012

Beginning

›
My beginning was just a continuation, a new twig caught in a whirlpool. The whirlpool was my family. My presence in it didn't cha...
14 comments:
Monday, November 5, 2012

Mega-Rant

›
I have the reputation for getting angry too easily. From my perspective, what I'm prone to do is tell what I believe to be the truth...
4 comments:
Friday, October 26, 2012

In My Bathroom

›
I am in the bathroom of my apartment in Fairfax, California. I have been here for a long time, at this point close to an hour. No, I do not ...
6 comments:
Friday, October 19, 2012

Concerning Cobwebs

›
Cobwebs.  They are actually spiderwebs with an implication of dustiness and disuse. Abandoned spiderwebs, perhaps.  You are supposed to...
12 comments:
‹
›
Home
View web version

About Me

My photo
bronwyngordon
Back in my mid-twenties I held a lowly clerical job in a San Francisco-based corporation. One day I was pulled from my regular duties and asked to go over various files in order to destroy evidence of price fixing. This new assignment violated my code of ethics and I was in the process of considering how and when to launch my protest when my in-laws decided to pay us a visit. Naturally, I spoke to them about my job dilemma since it weighed heavily on my mind. Here's what my father-in-law said: "Listen, tootsie, if your boss tells you to do something, YOU DO IT!" We (my husband, his parents and I) were seated in our small apartment drinking wine.Thus, my reaction to my father-in-law's admonishment was to hurl my wine glass in the general vicinity of his head. I am not proud of this criminally violent and shockingly immature behavior and, in retrospect, I regretted that I had not opted for a cleverer and more graceful way to address my father-in-law's misogynistic posturing. As the years progressed, I learned to act on the (formulaic) advice I gave my students -- "Use your words!"
View my complete profile
Powered by Blogger.