I'm thinking about Maryland blue crabs, sigh. open.substack.com/pub/fledabro...
Beautiful Swimmer
I copy a Yeats poem, line by line.
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www.fledabrown.com/blog/my-wobb... Wobbly this time is about my new venture.
My Wobbly Bicycle, 346 — Fleda Brown
It’s been a couple of weeks! I’m tired. The reading at the beautiful new bookstore, Artemis, was great but exhausting, not that I didn’t have plenty of help (thank you so much, all of you) but it’s th...
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www.fledabrown.com/blog/my-wobb... Today's Wobbly about not much of anything, it seems.
My Wobbly Bicycle, 340 — Fleda Brown
Oh dear, do I throw together a Wobbly today, having had no time to write it ahead of time, or do I skip it? I’ll do it, regardless, and hope you’ll forgive me if it’s less coherent. That’s the pract...
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A Bonus Wobbly! Instructions and descriptions of Zooms coming up. fledabrown.squarespace.com
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www.fledabrown.com/blog/my-wobb... Glorious snow on Wobbly today!
My Wobbly Bicycle, 333 — Fleda Brown
The snow keeps coming and coming. It’s quite lovely from in here, with all our high windows. Across from the window of my study, a guy is snowblowing the third floor balcony, snow feathering out like ...
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www.fledabrown.com/blog/my-wobb... Wobbly today is about Christmas in a retirement community and includes puppets. :)
My Wobbly Bicycle, 332 — Fleda Brown
What it looks like here on the ground floor, just before Christmas—bushes all covered with white lights that glow through our windows all night. Not a problem. We close our bedroom blinds, and Ollie t...
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www.fledabrown.com/blog/my-wobb... Today's Wobbly about what to do in old age.
My Wobbly Bicycle, 331 — Fleda Brown
What would I do without writing? Maybe I’d knit, or paint. Maybe, if my back were better, I’d cross-country ski. Maybe I’d cook. Well, I can rule that one out right away. I can do it, I’m pretty good ...
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www.fledabrown.com/blog/my-wobb... Today on Wobbly, I talk about AI and humans.
My Wobbly Bicycle, 330 — Fleda Brown
As I open this blank page, AI recommends that I might want to write a bedtime story for an 8- year-old about dinosaurs; or I might want to create a low-budget three-day trip to Paris; or create a summ...
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www.fledabrown.com/blog/my-wobb... Wobbly today is about being tired, being silent, and launching books.
My Wobbly Bicycle, 329 — Fleda Brown
That’s it. I’m exhausted. I’m so exhausted (add to this my back pain) I’m not planning any more readings for a while. But the book launch was wonderful! A large room full of people! I should have had ...
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www.fledabrown.com/blog/my-wobb... Speaking out, however wobbly, on Wobbly today.
My Wobbly Bicycle, 328 — Fleda Brown
One friend’s wife is dying and is already gone in a sense with vascular dementia. Another has just been diagnosed with stage 4 cancer. Another’s husband is very slowly giving way to dementia. My back ...
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www.fledabrown.com/blog/my-wobb... My interview with myself: illuminating!
My Wobbly Bicycle, 327 — Fleda Brown
I INTERVIEW MYSELF ABOUT MY NEW BOOK, THE END OF THE CLOCKWORK UNIVERSE: Q: I’m so happy to spend this time with you, Fleda, to talk about your new book! I’m a great fan. I’ve read every wo...
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open.substack.com/pub/fledabro... Monday's poem I dug out of the attic where I store the old ones.
In Praise of Autumn
An old poem I'd forgotten about.
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open.substack.com/pub/fledabro... Every Monday I post an old poem I don't want to be forgotten. At least not now.
Way Too Much Sugar
But that's how it is when you're young.
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www.fledabrown.com/blog/my-wobb... Some thoughts on staying engaged, on Wobbly today.
My Wobbly Bicycle, 326 (Copy) — Fleda Brown
Staying engaged can apply to writing, to poetry, as well as to the political situation. You’d think you couldn’t help it, as a writer, but there are deeper levels of being engaged. Some of them involv...
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open.substack.com/pub/fledabro... A poem from The End of the Clockwork Universe, available now from Carnegie Mellon U. Press but actually launching on Oct. 7.
Catalytic Converters
A free poem from my new book. Now would you order the book?
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www.fledabrown.com/blog/my-wobb... Today's Wobbly is all prose poems, backache, and mushrooms, mushrooms!
My Wobbly Bicycle, 325 — Fleda Brown
My back’s been painful all summer. Finally, after MRI and x-rays, the source has been identified, cortisone injected last Thursday, and I’m feeling much better. For now at least. But still, there’s li...
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www.fledabrown.com/blog/my-wobb... Today's Wobbly about writers and their marriages.
My Wobbly Bicycle, 324 — Fleda Brown
Our 34th anniversary was Saturday. Who would’ve thought? We’ve had this many good years together! I don’t know how it would be, two poets living and working together. It could be great, helping each...
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www.fledabrown.com/blog/my-wobb... In today's Wobbly, talk a little about The End of the Clockwork Universe, that comes out in October.
My Wobbly Bicycle, 323 — Fleda Brown
Hot! We now have ceiling fans in every room of the two cottages, minus one, which will happen as soon as the electrician can get to it. And, with whatever’s going on with my hip, I can’t swim or even ...
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open.substack.com/pub/fledabro... When a bird loses its mate. A poem.
You Are Breaking My Heart
Listening to a lone bird
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press.uchicago.edu/ucp/books/bo... Here you go! A way to pre-order my new book and a peek at the glorious cover!
The End of the Clockwork Universe
A luminous new perspective on aging, science, and the tender strangeness of being alive. What does it mean to exist in a universe that refuses to stay still? In The End of the Clockwork Universe, Fled...
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press.uchicago.edu/ucp/books/bo... Here you go! A way to pre-order my new book and a peek at the glorious cover!
The End of the Clockwork Universe
A luminous new perspective on aging, science, and the tender strangeness of being alive. What does it mean to exist in a universe that refuses to stay still? In The End of the Clockwork Universe, Fled...
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Here's the faculty of this year's Interlochen Writers' Retreat. I love these people. I gave a craft talk on "Coming to Terms with Disorder, Disruption, and Just Plain Evil." I have never gotten to speak at a more important time.
