Dr. Lawrence Nannery

What to say without saying too much? I was born in 1942, and have degrees in philosophy and political science from Columbia University and the New School for Social Research, and there is very little that I am not interested in. I have studied all of the social sciences, only to find out that they were not "scientific" in the strong sense. But I did come away with a lack of piety about those disciplines. For example, I do not believe in economists, but I do relish economic history.
At 32 I went to the New School to study philosophy and found a home. I became, in turn, an expert on Hannah Arendt, on Aristotle, Plato, and later wrote a long book on Kafka, the smartest guy on the planet. I founded a philosophy journal that has survived to this day.
I have taught over time at a dozen colleges, in New York and London, but got attached to none, and worked often as a social worker or in some other region of social services.
It's all the manic depression thing, either an undirected layabout or a man visiting many research institutions seeking out the least known detail of something I cannot live without getting to the bottom of.
Up until some months ago I was working on another long project, in the philosophy of history, which I have taught several times, but it burgeoned so greatly I had an outline of several hundred pages and left the project out of boredom. But I have just taken it up again. If I get busy as a dung beetle, I could write on what I have already learned about this subject primarily, though I assert with full confidence that everything interests me, and even I cannot predict exactly where I will wind up on a given topic.


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	Echoes by Dr. Lawrence Nannery EchoesRadio bigmouth, and out of that hornthat song.
	Sensations of Summer by Dr. Lawrence Nannery The wind in the shadeThe damp of the cellarsThose mornings of the summerThe air light, light as the brightness of the Sun, rising in fullness the fullness of beingconcentrat
	Ballad of a Soldier by Dr. Lawrence Nannery It is a simple sentimental story, but it leads to something in the end.The boy is young, but with his country invaded, he is first of all a soldier.He performs such an unexpected heroism that he is

	The Reconciliation by Dr. Lawrence Nannery
	The Burial of the Dead by Dr. Lawrence Nannery
	Translations from the Cinema - Sawdust and Tinsel by Dr. Lawrence Nannery Translations from the CinemaSawdust and Tinsel
	It was the Laughter by Dr. Lawrence Nannery I Laughingest man! – it wasn’t an act, it was desperation.It was larger than yourself, little man.They all
	An den Mond (Version 2) - Under the Moon by Dr. Lawrence Nannery
	How to Read a Poem by Dr. Lawrence Nannery Poetry has been a very powerful thing throughout history. The ritual dramas of all primitive peoples seem to have been recited and sung and acted out. Later, the belief systems of ancient civilizations were memorized by priestly cla
	The Dream, Again by Dr. Lawrence Nannery Oona was in it, as she is in all the ones I remember. Why I was lying on the ground in front of the house, hiding my face In that gigantic cushion mom and I used to use when we watched the old rou
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