Book spine poem: The Library at Night

Stack of books showing the titles on the spines

The Library at Night

Cosmos and history, metaphor and memory,
Emblems of mind on paper.
The origins of knowledge and imagination;
The signal and the noise.
Simple in means, rich in ends.
Forever old, forever new: This fleeting world.


With gratitude to the authors of the books: Alberto Manguel, Mircea Eliade, Cynthia Ozick, Edward Rothstein, Nicholas A. Basbanes, Jacob Bronowski, Nate Silver, Bill Devall, Emily Kimbrough, and David Christian.

I’ve been thinking about this one since Leanne Ogasawara mentioned Alberto Manguel’s book in her essay The Perfect Library.

Elephants and personhood

This article in Aeon by Don Ross argues that elephants may be capable of personhood, and that humans should help them develop that capability, if possible, by providing “cognitive scaffolding.” Ross is understandably upset that we’re destroying the environment that supports elephants. I agree with him there, but I don’t think elephants need to be helped to personhood as defined by humans.Continue reading →

Book spine poem: The Home Planet

This book spine poem was inspired by American poet Robinson Jeffers, whose work I’ve been thinking about a lot lately.

The Home Planet

Wind in the rock,
Rain, snow, dune.
The desert; waves and beaches.
Wonderful life.
The economy of nature.

Rare Earth.


With gratitude to the authors of the books: Kevin W. Kelley & the Association of Space Explorers, Ann Zwinger, Cynthia Barnett, Orhan Pamuk, Frank Herbert, John C. Van Dyke, Willard Bascom, Stephen Jay Gould, Robert E. Ricklefs, and Peter D. Ward & Donald Brownlee.

For more on the inspiration from Robinson Jeffers, I refer curious readers to The Answer.

From the sphere of confusion to the crypts of Lieberkühn

I love to collect possible titles for pieces I’ll probably never write. (It’s my version of “Hey, that would make a good name for a band.”) There are many scientific concepts that would make great titles, and some that perhaps sound more like a book title than like what they really are. Here are a few examples:

The Sphere of Confusion This quantity describes the accuracy of a goniometer, which is used to measure angles, but wouldn’t it make a good title for a domestic thriller about someone who’s gaslighting another person? Or maybe a novel about war. This one has a lot of possibilities, life being as confusing as it is.

The Equation of Time This describes the difference between two types of solar time, that is, time based on where the sun is in the sky. For some reason this sounds to me like a good title for a memoir, or maybe a multigenerational family saga. It might also work as a title for a nonfiction book on the mathematical modeling of history (e.g., cliodynamics).

The Cosmic Censorship Hypothesis This is a mathematical statement regarding the invisibility of singularities in general relativity, but it would also make a great science fiction title.

The Three-Body Problem This is the problem of describing the motions of three bodies that interact under Newton’s laws and the law of gravitation, given their initial positions, velocities, and masses. It would also make a nice title for a story about a relationship triangle, particularly a romantic triangle.

The Law of Tolerance In ecology, this law describes the way that the distribution or abundance of a species is determined by a certain limiting environmental factor or combination of factors. But it might make a good title for a geopolitical thriller, or, going to the other extreme, a cozy novel about small-town life.

The Principle of Least Action In physics, this principle provides a way of describing the motion of objects that is independent of Newton’s laws. But it sounds poetic enough that it would be a great title in any number of contexts. I can imagine a novel about a person who slides through life without attempting much, or perhaps a book about a Zen community.

The Islets of Langerhans These are areas in the pancreas where hormone-producing cells are found, but I could believe this is the title of a novel about an idyllic summer in a fictional Baltic location.

The Crypts of Lieberkühn These are glands found in the lining of the intestines, but the phrase certainly sounds like the title of a Victorian Gothic novel to me.

Obviously I’m not the first to have thought of borrowing titles from science. Wallace Stegner called one of his novels Angle of Repose, after a term used in geology to describe the largest angle at which a slope consisting of loose material can remain stable. Similarly, Shirley Hazzard wrote a novel called The Transit of Venus, after the relatively rare astronomical event in which we see Venus passing directly in front of the sun. I’m sure there are many other possibilities; post your ideas in the comments.

Book review: Midlife: A Philosophical Guide

Midlife: A Philosophical Guide, by Kieran Setiya

This book is framed as one philosopher’s search for answers to midlife’s unease. I think it says as much about the author’s mindset as it does about the problems he tackles, and this review may say as much about me as it does about the book. The book is well-organized and focuses on using thought and reason to try to see things differently when you’re troubled. The intended audience is clearly more or less successful professionals (the author is a philosopher at MIT) who are financially if not emotionally comfortable.Continue reading →

Book spine poem: What Is History?

Stack of books, spine forward, where the titles comprise a poem of sorts.

What Is History?

A backward glance,
Gods, graves, and scholars.
Noah’s flood, Hadrian’s memoirs,
Napoleon’s buttons, Darwin’s century,
Einstein’s dreams.

Vanished kingdoms.
Field notes from a catastrophe.

The rest is noise.


On the actual book spines, “Vanished Kingdoms” is missing its final S because of the library’s call number label.

With gratitude to the authors: Edward Hallett Carr, Edith Wharton, C. W. Ceram, William Ryan & Walter Pitman, Marguerite Yourcenar, Penny Le Couteur & Jay Burreson, Loren Eiseley, Alan Lightman, Norman Davies, Elizabeth Kolbert, and Alex Ross. With thanks also to Monroe County Public Library for its contribution, and to my friend Julian Hook, who gave me Napoleon’s Buttons for Christmas and got me thinking of similar titles in my library. (Not used here: Howard’s End, Pythagoras’ TrousersEve’s Seed, Lucifer’s Hammer, and probably one or two others I haven’t run across yet.)

Banana slugs and wind-up teeth

Memory has reasons that reason knows not (although sometimes reason can figure them out after the fact). Years ago I tried to recall the name of a place in my hometown that I remembered fondly for its cheese steak sandwiches. My mind suggested “Sweetwater?” The Yellow Pages answered, “Bitter Creek.”

Last night, as I made my shopping list for stocking-stuffers for my family, in particular for my two young grandchildren, I had a vague recollection of a company that sold silly gifts for science geeks. I knew of this place because twenty-some years ago, a friend bought a gelatin brain mold for her daughter (who was studying neuroscience) and a large plastic banana slug for her son from their catalog. (People gave her son slugs the way people give me bears; I don’t know why.) At any rate, I thought the company might have something nice for little kids too, but I couldn’t remember its name.

I googled “jello brain mold,” but that was no help because apparently you can buy them at Walmart these days. So I set my mind to try to remember. As I went about my evening, eventually the name Wilbur floated into consciousness. Wasn’t there someplace called Wilbur something? Wilbur Bell? No, it was Willmann-Bell! A flash of optimism: was this the company? But no, as my memory dredged up further details, I recalled that this place sold astronomy books. (It still does; I found the web site and felt an unaccountable but very strong longing for a CD containing the contents of the U.S. Naval Observatory’s annual almanac for 1800 to 2050. Best forget about Willmann-Bell again.)

I resigned myself to never recovering the name of the company, and I went to sleep. My loyal, nonlinear brain was apparently still working on the problem, though, because this morning as I brushed my teeth, I thought, “Was it Archie something?” A host of Archies and Archibalds swam quickly to the surface of my mind: Archie Miller, Archibald Cox, Archibald MacLeish. (I thought of Archibald Wheeler, although I couldn’t say offhand who he was; it turns out Archibald is the middle name of physicist John Wheeler, a fact that I didn’t remember knowing.) Shooing these Archies aside, my mind went on to ask, “Was it Archie McPhee?”

And indeed it was. The company is alive and well online. It’s actually not so much science-oriented as silliness-oriented; it’s the home of the wind-up lederhosen, the yodeling pickle, and the world’s largest underpants. However, it sells the classic gag gift of wind-up teeth, which chatter like a set of animate dentures. I’m pretty sure I gave my sons a set of wind-up teeth that had feet, many years ago. I’m buying one now, sans feet, for each of my grandchildren. I hope their parents forgive me.

Book review: Teach Yourself to Meditate

Teach Yourself to Meditate in 10 Simple Lessons: Discover Relaxation and Clarity of Mind in Just Minutes a Day, by Eric Harrison

This is far and away the most approachable book on meditation that I’ve ever read, as demonstrated by the fact that I’m actually meditating as a result of reading it. Relaxation and focus are things that your mind and body naturally do, Eric Harrison tells us, and here’s how you can clear the space for these things to happen.Continue reading →

A season in the dark

One of the most fascinating manifestations of human creativity is the way we embellish our experience of events in the natural world. Who could have predicted the Yule log, the Nativity scene, and all the other complex structures of custom, cuisine, meaning, and imagination that we built in response to the winter solstice and the ways our bodies adapted to it?Continue reading →

Book review: Thinking in Systems

Thinking in Systems: A Primer, by Donella H. Meadows, seemed to me to be something of a missing manual for human thinking. Even though we live in a world of complex interconnected systems, our common assumptions and habits of thought don’t necessarily serve us well when it comes to understanding their nonlinear, self-organizing behavior.Continue reading →