by Jeanne Kore Salvato | Jul 16, 2020 | Uncategorized
PARADISE “s there then any terrestrial paradise where, amidst the whispering of the olive-leaves people can be with whom they like and have what they like and take their ease in shadows and in coolness?” This is the question the narrator asks towards the...
by Jeanne Kore Salvato | Jul 9, 2020 | Uncategorized
evin Barry, our friend who wrote Beatlebone, remarked recently in an interview with the Paris Review that he was going to take his driver’s test at the age of 50, and that it was touch and go. He saw himself as a late starter in swimming and bike riding but then...
by Jeanne Kore Salvato | Jul 2, 2020 | Uncategorized
ELCOME back to writing4godot. If you have ever driven in Paris, you will be shaking your head before you get to the end of this sentence. It makes NYC driving seem peaceful and orderly. Hence the best strategy is to light many candles to Saint Jude, patron...
by Jeanne Kore Salvato | Jul 1, 2020 | Uncategorized
he first car we bought in France, a tomato red Volvo, had once belonged to a Zen master. The Zen master sold it to a neighbor for one dollar. He in turn sold it to us for fair market value. Perhaps it was the first owner’s atmosphere that impregnated...
by Jeanne Kore Salvato | Jun 16, 2020 | Uncategorized
uneteenth has been in the news lately. On June 19, 1865, slaves in Texas got word that Lincoln had signed the Emancipation Proclamation 2 years earlier—in short, that they were freed. Celebrations ensued, and one of the celebratory songs was the spiritual...
by Jeanne Kore Salvato | Jun 15, 2020 | Uncategorized
REETINGS ! Monsieur Godot has been a friend of mine for many years, and I dare say a friend of yours as well. You might be, like, Godot? He’s that guy that two men are waiting for in a French play, some important person who doesn’t show? Yes. So why do we care? Via...