- Brooklin, Maine, United States
- We own a 1975 GMC Sierra Grande 15 in Maine and a 1986 Chevrolet Custom Deluxe 10 in West Texas. Also a pair of 1997 Volvo 850 wagons. Average age in the fleet is 28 years--we're recycling. I've published 3 novels: THE LAW OF DREAMS (2006), THE O'BRIENS (2012), and CARRY ME (2016). Also 2 short story collections: NIGHT DRIVING(1987) and TRAVELLING LIGHT (2013). More of my literary life is at www.peterbehrens.org I was a Fellow at the Netherlands Institute for Advanced Study for 2012-13. I'm an adjunct professor at Colorado College and in the MFA program at Queens University of Charlotte. In 2015-16 I was a Fellow at Harvard University's Radcliffe Institute for Advanced Study. The Autoliterate office is in Car Talk Plaza in Harvard Square, 2 floors above Dewey Cheatem & Howe. SUBSCRIBE TO THE AUTOLITERATE DAILY EMAIL by hitting the button to the right.
Wednesday, December 31, 2014
Monday, December 29, 2014
|David Branch photo|
—what are we here? The hive mind
answers hive-ily, their suggestions
make for us, make for us: brzoom, as
high-school boys, cunt-struck.
“Oh we were young, oh we banged around the world,
holding our arms out, hoping for what?”
All the while, something, my love, bore down on the boat, a power
quick and sickly, cut-throat.
But we happened,
we happened, drawing each other out,
reading newspapers, novels until the marina
swooped back into view.
Across the water, shimmering:
powerful, calming, and regular as credits—
First published in Agni 80
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Sunday, December 28, 2014
Thursday, December 25, 2014
Tuesday, December 23, 2014
|All photos Basha Burwell|
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Saturday, December 20, 2014
We head to TX tomorrow for Christmas, and some desert light. This may be our last post of the year from Maine, and what better than a lobsterboat? Charlena is about 65 years old, and going strong, though retired from the lobster biz. There was an intersting piece in the NYT this week on warming waters and the fisheries in the Gulf of Maine.
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Thursday, December 18, 2014
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Affordable Performance, on the Naskeag Rd. Becky Smith sent us one from London last summer. And Craig Manning spotted one amongst the Trabis of Berlin. Then there was the Morris Minor van "straight outta Devonshire" that we spotted in Maine this fall,
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Wednesday, December 17, 2014
It's funny how the overabundance of food plays out in contemporary American life. Most obviously in the obesity epidemic. It's dispiriting, to arrive back in the US or Canada from a less voluminous country like The Netherlands, say, or Italy, where the population is relatively slender. Another aspect that I've noticed: people seem to expect food and drink to be provided almost everywhere these days, in every setting involving more than a one-on-one meeting. Parent meetings at school, for example: there is always someone deputized to provide "snacks." Like we can't do without food for an hour. At many business meetings there is the tray of gigantic muffins--often studded with chocolate--- and the box of Starbucks coffee.
Cupholders proliferate in cars, and people are feasting or gobbling on their way to work. It's Food, 24/7. The current cultural mania about cooking and baking and restaurants is part of the larger story of overabundance...
I've noticed that when classic cars and trucks--any vehicle made before the 1980s--are being test-driven in the old car magazines the writers, knowing their audience of super-sized guys, will usually make some reference to the difficulty of fitting in behind the steering wheel. The older the car/truck, the narrower and tighter the fit. Trucks from the 1930s? Fuggedaboudit.
And don't get me started on the bottled-water thing. I see this supposed need to constantly "hydrate" as faux-science perpetrated by corporate giants of the bottled water biz.
Anyway, no ungainly cupholders in this Olds. It was a sleek machine. Though maybe not quite so sleek in real life as in the advertisements. GM art of the era really pancaked the cars.
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Tuesday, December 16, 2014
At Autoliterate we yearn for the downtown experience. 'Downtown' these days---does that word have any suggestive zing, other than in NYC, where it implies the varied regions below 14th Street? Hell, Burlington VT used to have a lively mixed-up downtown, most of it along Church Street. Montreal had a hell of a downtown along rue Ste-Catherine. Portland, Maine's downtown was Congress Street. Thousands of towns from Nova Scotia to California once had lively downtowns; most are decrepit now. Partly due to changing technology, partly due to some terrible planning decisions-or more often, lack of planning decisions. We need to reinvigorate these districts somehow. Not just turn them into dubious "arts districts" or tourist zones. Helena Montana had a downtown in the Fifties. Thanks to Larry Nordell for passing along the photo.
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