Author Archives: Scott Abbott

About Scott Abbott

Ph.D. in German Literature from Princeton University, 1979. Then I taught at Vanderbilt University, BYU, and Utah Valley State College. At Utah Valley University, I'm Director of the Program in Integrated Studies and former Chair of the Department of Humanities and Philosophy. My publications include a book on Freemasonry and the German Novel, two co-authored books with Zarko Radakovic (published in Serbo-Croatian in Belgrade), and translations of a book by Austrian author Peter Handke and of a catalogue of an exhibit called "The German Army and Genocide." More famously, my children are in the process of creating good lives for themselves: as a model and manager, as a teacher of Chinese language, as a watershed scientist and science writer, as a jazz musician, as a corrections officer, as university students, and as parents. I share my life with UVU historian Lyn Bennett and our yellow dog Blue. Some publications at http://works.bepress.com/scott_abbott/

Peter Handke: 75th Birthday

Peter Handke turned 75 today. I’m a different and better person than I would have been if I hadn’t read his books, written about them, and even translated a couple of them. Herzlichste Glückwünsche, Peter, zum Geburtstag!

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CLOUDS

. . . he would not intervene with the weather on behalf of the clouds whose real purpose he sought to undermine for no other reason than his own vanity.    (Alex Caldiero, Clairefontaine) (from and answer, Alex Caldiero) (from Vomit questions on … Continue reading

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World War II

Just graduated from high school in Windsor, Colorado, our father volunteered for service in WWII. He did flight training in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula and eventually was stationed with a B-29 crew in the Pacific. When I think of him during … Continue reading

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Who is the Poet What is the Book

Last night Alex read from his book written/drawn/sanded/soaked while floating down Utah’s Cataract Canyon. The event was sponsored by 15 Bytes, Utah’s Arts Magazine and featured the winner and two finalists for this year’s poetry prize. Katherine Coles (Utah’s former Poet … Continue reading

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The Perfect Fence

We have constructed a new website for the book. You can find it here: https://doublevisionbooks.wixsite.com/the-perfect-fence Let us know if you have any suggestions as we expand and improve it. Looks like the book will be available through Texas A&M University … Continue reading

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20,000 Words

My son Tom recently gave me a book titled 20,000 Words, Sixth Edition, “Spelled and Divided for Quick Reference.” Just the words. No definitions. No history. But they are in alphabetical order. And stories lurk in each group of words. … Continue reading

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A Photo of Clouds Is Almost a Crime

Bertolt Brecht’s An die Nachgeborenen, first published in 1939 To Those Who Follow It’s true, I live in dark times! . . . What times are these when A photo of clouds is almost a crime Because it entails silence … Continue reading

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The Foot of Don Juan de Oñate

The man who cut off the foot of the Don Juan de Oñate statue in Alcade, New Mexico 20 years ago has come forth with the booty ( pun intended). Today the New York Times is reporting that the man it calls … Continue reading

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Hommage à John Ashbery

I’ve been working on the standing metaphor in John Ashbery’s “The New Spirit” (from his Three Poems). Now we get word that Ashbery has passed on. His poetry remains like an old photograph to “. . . show the event. It … Continue reading

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“Bucket of Tits”: A Labor Day Story from IMMORTAL FOR QUITE SOME TIME

Combing my hair after a shower, I finger a thick scar on my forehead and remember a summer’s night on a drilling site between cotton fields outside Eloy, Arizona. A pump had lost pressure because of worn gaskets, and we … Continue reading

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