I Want to Know if Love is Real: Springsteen on His New Book, Born to Run

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Springsteen may today be a man who splits his time between a horse farm in his native Monmouth County, a second home in New Jersey, and luxury properties in Florida and L.A., but Born to Run is an emphatic refutation of the notion that, as a songwriter, he can no longer connect to the troubled and downtrodden. Especially in its early chapters, the book demonstrates how honestly Springsteen has come by his material. Cars, girls, the Shore, the workingman’s struggles, broken dreams, disillusioned vets—it’s all right there in his upbringing.

“One of the points I’m making in the book is that, whoever you’ve been and wherever you’ve been, it never leaves you,” he said, expanding upon this thought with the most Springsteen-esque metaphor possible: “I always picture it as a car. All your selves are in it. And a new self can get in, but the old selves can’t ever…

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“With Photography There Is No Stigma”: Turning a Lens on the Challenges of Mental Illness

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One of the most challenging aspects of living with mental illness is the isolation — of feeling unwilling or unworthy of engaging with life, and with people. Photographer and editor Danielle Hark started Broken Light Collective to counteract that loneliness and create a space where people could connect and heal over a shared art: photography. Here, we share the stories of eight Broken Light contributors, and talk to Danielle about mental illness, therapeutic photography, and the importance of sharing our art and stories.


All images and stories below are courtesy of Broken Light Collective .

Lights Out,” [the image at the top of this piece], was inspired by the work of Broken Light Collective… It reminds me that as much as I try to be a light for other people, it’s not always possible when there are things I need to take care of within myself first.

— Diana…

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Noel Duffy – Four Poems

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Noel cropped - webNoel Duffy was born in Dublin. His debut collection In the Library of Lost Objects (Ward Wood Publishing, London, 2011) was shortlisted for the Shine/Strong Award for best First Collection by an Irish Poet. A second collection On Light & Carbon followed in autumn 2013. His latest collection Summer Rain is expected in summer 2016, again from Ward Wood.

Surface Tension

Water too has a skin,
that membrane that separates
its world from our own, the meniscus
that trembles in the light
late evening breeze, not breaking it
but forming small rivulets
upon its surface, a flickering
of light playing on the eye
separating our world from theirs:
the kingdom of water,
the kingdom of air.


The Leap

In the late months of every year they must face
the perennial ordeal: to make the long journey back
from the wide oceans’ deep to the freshwater lakes
in which they were…

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Guest Photographer: Helen Levitt

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Girl Lifts Boy Girl Lifts Boy  ( 1st and 3rd images courtesy Mina Son)

New York City New York City  (Internet photo)

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Levitt with James Agee Levitt’s most important book

By Paul Goldfinger

Those of you who follow photography on Blogfinger know that I am a big fan of black and white  street photography.   Some of the finest  photographers in that genre were active in the 1930’s through the 1950’s in New York City and Paris.  Among the best are Walker Evans, Eugene Atget, Andre Kertesz, Lee Friedlander and our guest photographer Helen Levitt, who was one of the pioneers.

Helen Levitt (1913-2009) photographed on the streets of New York City for over 70 years, both in black and white and color.  She worked with Walker Evans in the 1930’s, and her work was shown at the first photo exhibit held at MOMA in 1939.  She was a pioneer in the street photography genre.

A documentary film maker named…

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Laura Nyro

Beneath the Undertow

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Laura Nyro (October 18, 1947 – April 8, 1997).

Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

Robert Frost

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There’s hardly a stranger case in the rock era than Laura Nyro’s. There have been many performers who said they were going to make their statement, collect their money and get out before they were thrown out, but Nyro really did it. She didn’t quit for a few years and then stage a big, media-sweeping comeback. She didn’t wait until she’d lost her following or her record deal and then head for the hills. She was really hot, and then she really stopped. She’s pop music’s J.D. Salinger. (Bill Flanagan, Musician Magazine)

There is a confessional…

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