Elmer suggests:
The Art of Loving by Eric Fromm
The Good Soldier by Ford Maddox Ford
Suggested Short Stories from Joe. These short masterpieces show the thematic possibilities of love in an unconventional light. A mother and daughter bond after a divorce; a young girl raises pigeons in an inner city D.C. neighborhood. These stories prove that love can be complicated, difficult, and messy. Just like real life:
What We Talk About When We Talk About Love by Raymond Carver
The Girl Who Raised Pigeons by Edward P. Jones
The Fat Girl by Andre Dubus
The Kid's Guide to Divorce by Lorrie Moore
Suggested Poem From David:
"Having A Coke With You"
by Frank O'Hara is even more fun than going to San Sebastian, Irún, Hendaye, Biarritz, Bayonneor
being sick to my stomach on the Travesera de Gracia in Barcelona
partly because in your orange shirt you look like a better happier St. Sebastian
partly because of my love for you, partly because of your love for yoghurt
partly because of the fluoresent orange tulips around the birches
partly because of the secrecy our smiles take on before people and statuary
it is hard to believe when I'm with you that there can be anything as still
as solemn as unpleasantly definitive as statuary when right in front of it
in the warm New York 4 o'clock light we are drifting back and forth
between each other like a tree breathing through its spectacles
and the portrait show seems to have no faces in it at all, just paint
you suddenly wonder why in the world anyone ever did them
I look
at you and I would rather look at you than all the portraits in the world
except possibly for the Polish Rider occasionally and anyway it's in the Frick
which thank heavens you haven't gone to yet so we can go together the first time
and the fact that you move so beautifully more or less takes care of Futurism
just as at home I never think of the Nude Descending a Staircase or
at a rehearsal a single drawing of Leonardo or Michelangelo that used to wow me
and what good does all the research of the Impressionists do them
when they never got the right person to stand near the tree when the sun sank
or for that matter Marino Marini when he didn't pick the rider as carefully
as the horse
it seems they were all cheated of some marvellous experience
which is not going to go wasted on me which is why I am telling you about it
(Not the correct line breaks, due to Blogger limitations. It's still good.)
Read & Love, y'all.
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