HeyJaredAs Ever
A desultory review of art, culture, and ideas from your favorite ornamental hermit.
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- Sep 28, 2026
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- Jul 7, 2026
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Notes on Lynch (opens the original)
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Arcadia (opens the original)
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Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedV. islands rivers peninsulas fingers of the sea archipelagos of doubt my companions all these years I take refuge in your stones unburden me O let me bury my burdens secret in the fold of waves I journey past decrepit houses fallen eaves purpled shadows blood of fishes smoke rising singing snow bells saluting winter harbors wading red in cold green tide where are you O reflection eyes wiped clean empty mirrors loaves multipl
The Painter’s Lament (opens the original)
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Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedIV. nature multivariate and overwhelming I once worshipped there I once felt whole captured subsumed now she points beyond eternal elsewhere I struggle to see too many leaves meadows shoulders drowning in light transfiguration blue pain into yellow blinding painters see less than the rest of us poets yet less only what’s important what weighs doomed to catalogue the dawns the shadow of a
Shenandoah (opens the original)
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Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedII. we were living then but didn’t know it maybe you did you saw more clearly than me we drove we drove I don’t remember but I think you drove very fast in borrowed Prius if I drove it was you directing me the Maker of the road arranges the destinations as you know the highway and all the rest inevitable coconut and wine dark stones dry land in a hurricane<label class="hide-text" conte
Islands (opens the original)
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Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedI. crushing garlic I think of you every time autumn rain over Tolo Harbour the wind voices from above didactic waters you were gentle wiseText within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedwhere were we all going and where are you all now fathers brothers friends where sitting down to table where
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