Philip Larkin

Mordecai Update

Two days after announcing his retirement, Mordecai stopped by the office today to check his mail. He's getting a steady flow of calls, e-mails, and cards. He joked that he was proud to be lining the bottoms of birdcages, since he was in the local paper yesterday.

I feel happy for him, but sad, too. I grew up listening to him. For a generation of Western New Yorkers, he’s as endearing as Mr. Rogers.
Mordecai LipshutzMordecai Lipshutz Philip LarkinPhilip Larkin

Days are where we live

I’ve been busier than usual at work and pretty happy about it.

This week I filed a feature story for NPR, interviewed guitarist Sharon Isbin, and listened to about forty audio tributes to homicide victims. The last thing was not at all fun, and I still have ten more to go. I’m preparing to interview photographer Will Yurman, who spent 2007 documenting the lives of all the murder victims in a single year in Rochester, NY.

Imagine. Everytime someone was murdered, Will drove his gear to the neighborhood, the house, the cemetery.

Watching people talk about death for hours on end brought to my mind this short Philip Larkin poem: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X2bNl91MrQo

Will Yurman’s multimedia project is here: