Tag Archives: Matthew Baum

Peculiar how sometimes you feel so keenly the absence of a thing, as if the very essence of the world has changed. I sunk my foot in the sand just beneath the tide. Pulling it out, I could feel the … Continue reading →

Reflections on Translating “If you could describe this year in one word, what would it be?” Michael asked late in the evening as we waited in painted shadows for our flight out of Brussels. We were at the end of … Continue reading →

Emerald memories flit across my mind as I begin to travel back to Dublin. It is winter break. As I watch the snowy New England woods and frozen marshes speed by my train window, I find it hard to believe … Continue reading →

Where are you from? I heard the question repeated time and again. I could feel that each strangely accented word leaving my mouth sent ripples across the Trinity cobblestones screaming, “American! I’m American!” “I’m from Boston,” I replied. Spending one … Continue reading →