Trent - ProfilesArchive

About Me

Progressive, perceptive, wise, independent, thoughtful, eclectic. Bookish yet social. Personable and easy to talk to. I've had diverse experiences, worked many jobs, and led various lives.

My Interests

used books, brains, psychology, laughter, human nature, art, literature, thrift stores, long walks, cocktailing, politics, football

I'd like to meet:

interesting people

Music:

nick cave, portishead, radiohead, leonard cohen, simon and garfunkel, bill withers, nick drake, run dmc, pink floyd, the spinners, beastie boys, atmosphere, blue oyster cult, dire straits, marvin gaye, queen, david bowie ...

Movies:

willy wonka, hedwig and the angry inch, the cruise, elephant man, hoop dreams, midnight cowboy, harold and maude, manufacturing consent, venus of mars, field of dreams, shoah, natural born killers, eastwood westerns...

Television:

the less cultural devastation, the better.

Books:

flannery o'connor, fitzgerald, hemingway, denis johnson, tolstoy, chomsky, wallace stevens, wittgenstein, salinger's stories, rilke (letters), van gogh (letters), arthur miller, goethe, ee cummings, frank conroy ...

Heroes:

Activists and people with mighty pens. http://www.chomsky.info/

My Blog

Hitchens on Falwell

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jfw7hUEujUwhttp://www.youtube .com/watch?v=doKkOSMaTk4
Posted by Trent on Sun, 20 May 2007 05:09:00 PST

W.S. Merwin - The River of Bees

In a dream I returned to the river of beesFive orange trees by the bridge andBeside two mills my houseInto whose courtyard a blind man followedThe goats and stood singingOf what was olderSoon it will ...
Posted by Trent on Thu, 07 Dec 2006 10:04:00 PST

Denis Johnson - Passengers

The world will burst like an intestine in the sun,the dark turn to granite and the granite to a name, but there will always be somebody riding the busthrough these intersections strewn with broken gla...
Posted by Trent on Tue, 21 Nov 2006 09:43:00 PST

Frank Conroy -- Prologue to Stop Time

When we were in England I worked well. Four or five hundred words every afternoon. We lived in a small house in the countryside about twenty miles south of London. It was quiet, and because we were st...
Posted by Trent on Tue, 21 Nov 2006 09:33:00 PST

ee cummings - you shall above all things be glad and young

you shall above all things be glad and young For if you're young,whatever life you wear it will become you;and if you are glad whatever's living will yourself become. Girlboys may nothing more...
Posted by Trent on Tue, 21 Nov 2006 09:24:00 PST

Wallace Stevens - The Idea of Order at Key West

She sang beyond the genius of the sea.The water never formed to mind or voice,Like a body wholly body, flutteringIts empty sleeves; and yet its mimic motionMade constant cry, caused constantly a cry,T...
Posted by Trent on Tue, 21 Nov 2006 09:19:00 PST

Wallace Stevens - Peter Quince at the Clavier

I Just as my fingers on these keys Make music, so the self-same sounds On my spirit make a music, too. Music is feeling, then, not sound; And thus it is that what I feel, Here in this room, desiring y...
Posted by Trent on Tue, 21 Nov 2006 09:17:00 PST