Comments on: a pocket of broken glass http://www.runningland.com/2006/03/16/a-pocket-of-broken-glass/ wisdom and tripe from a lifetime runner Mon, 01 Dec 2008 23:27:29 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.6.3 By: mis_nomer http://www.runningland.com/2006/03/16/a-pocket-of-broken-glass/#comment-1340 mis_nomer Fri, 17 Mar 2006 07:51:30 +0000 http://www.runningland.com/2006/03/16/a-pocket-of-broken-glass/#comment-1340 Thanks for the link! First time I'm reading excerpts from "The Crack-Up". Fitzgerald reminded me of <em>Herzog</em> by Saul Bellow: the list-making, the apathy, the falling apart. As to the phrase "a pocket of broken glass".. It is a strange expression. Haven't heard it before. What was the context? Thanks for the link! First time I’m reading excerpts from “The Crack-Up”. Fitzgerald reminded me of Herzog by Saul Bellow: the list-making, the apathy, the falling apart.

As to the phrase “a pocket of broken glass”.. It is a strange expression. Haven’t heard it before. What was the context?

]]> By: Scooter http://www.runningland.com/2006/03/16/a-pocket-of-broken-glass/#comment-1338 Scooter Thu, 16 Mar 2006 17:55:55 +0000 http://www.runningland.com/2006/03/16/a-pocket-of-broken-glass/#comment-1338 I think you may be taking the term "pocket" a bit too literally. In your running, you probably occasionally came upon a spot, either an intersection where an accident had occurred or a parking space with those green cubes of glass, and you knew that there had been an incident and there was a degree of danger lurking. Those were pockets of broken glass. A powder keg might explode, but a pocket of broken glass, if ignored, would do little, but if handled incautiously, it could cut you badly enough that you'd need a hospital or die. The phrase is intriguing - do you want to share the context? BTW - back in the '70's, I read somebooks on the outdoors by a Brad Angier, some of which we co-authored by his wife, whom I think this might be. Does the book have a bio? Did she spend time in Alaska? Do they list previous works? My recollection is of one titled <b>At Home In The Woods</b>. I think you may be taking the term “pocket” a bit too literally. In your running, you probably occasionally came upon a spot, either an intersection where an accident had occurred or a parking space with those green cubes of glass, and you knew that there had been an incident and there was a degree of danger lurking. Those were pockets of broken glass. A powder keg might explode, but a pocket of broken glass, if ignored, would do little, but if handled incautiously, it could cut you badly enough that you’d need a hospital or die. The phrase is intriguing - do you want to share the context?

BTW - back in the ’70’s, I read somebooks on the outdoors by a Brad Angier, some of which we co-authored by his wife, whom I think this might be. Does the book have a bio? Did she spend time in Alaska? Do they list previous works? My recollection is of one titled At Home In The Woods.

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