The Voyage That Is Reading Moby Dick

Relax. You'll last longer. That was how I think I read Moby Dick the first time. I was nimble. Limber. I approached Moby-Dick like some men approach whores. They have paid for her. There is no one to judge. You can fail. You can laugh. You can walk away. Everything is permissible. In those permissions,... Continue Reading →

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Moby Dick – Ahab’s Obsessions

When I first came to New York, and if I am not careful even now, I had a tendency to walk looking upward. At stoplights my eyes are drawn to the topmost floors of the tall buildings lining Manhattan where angry NYPD helicopters flit to and fro, like huge metal dragonflies startled from their rooftop sunning sessions. I follow their... Continue Reading →

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