The art of losing isn’t hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intentto be lost that their loss is no disaster,Lose something every day. Accept the flusterof lost door keys, the hour badly spent.The art of losing isn’t hard to master.Then practice losing
Timeline of Events Feb. 19 First male patient, 87, became ill with H7N9 (Medical News Today). Feb. 27 Second male patient, 27, became ill with H7N9 (Medical News Today). March 4 First male patient dies (Medical News Today). March 9 First female patient, 35, from Anhui province became ill with H7N9 (Telegraph). March 10 Initial
Turning and turning in the widening gyreThe falcon cannot hear the falconer;Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhereThe ceremony of innocence is drowned;The best lack all conviction, while the worstAre full of passionate
INGREDIENTS ½ cup lime juice½ cup dark soy sauce (or usukuchi, white soy sauce, if you have it)1 small clove garlic, minced½ teaspoon minced ginger2 3-inch pieces kombu (kelp), wiped with a damp rag½ cup bonito flakes1 cup grapeseed oil2 ripe avocadosCoarse saltTogarashi or black pepperToasted
INGREDIENTS 2 egg yolks1 small clove garlic, grated or finely minced2 teaspoons red-wine vinegar1 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper, plus more to taste12 anchovy fillets, minced1 teaspoon fish sauce (nam pla), optionalA few dashes Tabasco1 cup olive oilLemon juice to taste, plus lemon wedges for servingOil
Do you feel that wobbleof earth’s axis, spacewhirling past the ice-capped pole?The pines like judges stare down at us: What should we recant, here,tonight, as if we’d only just begun:Off-center already, losingequilibrium? The world-soul moving through the strung-out stars movesin threads that creak and moan,breathes between your
A single Guinness stands mute inThe fridge, proxy for his footfalls,his hard way of walking, his hardwalk shaking the radiators.He’s in Moscow by now, and thenPrague for some weeks, learning somelessons, and then off to parts unknown.I thought of the Szymborska lines, May our child grow
Light the first light of evening, as in a roomIn which we rest and, for small reason, thinkThe world imagined is the ultimate good. This is, therefore, the intensest rendezvous.It is in that thought that we collect ourselves,Out of all the indifferences, into one thing: Within a
One paragraph from a great piece by Ben Horowitz on why founding CEOs fail, or, turned around, what is the new role of the leader? Make people consider the data they don’t haveIn today’s world, product teams have access to an unprecedented set of data on
Daniel Alpert does a great job of characterizing the opening decade of the postnormal, an age of apparent oversupply, where people are underemployed because there seem to be no safe investments and there is a world full of others willing to work for less, in