James Brown - its a man's world (HQ)

I wonder if I could write a poem that referenced this beat without at all referencing the subject matter.  A poem in the rhythm but not the voice of James Brown....

Please, May get here soon, so I can quit teaching and start writing, cooking, weeding, cleaning.  (In June, I'll be pleading for August, so I can start teaching and quit writing, cooking, wedding, cleaning.  I'm perverse like that).


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A Little Lesson from Asphodel, That Greeny Flower

From "Asphodel, That Greeny Flower"


And so
/////with fear in my heart
//////////I drag it out


and keep on talking
//////for I dare not stop.
///////////Listen while I talk on


against time.
/////It will not be/ for long.//

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Only give me time,
//////time to recall them
///////////before I shall speak out.


Give me time,
//////time.//

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Red--Williams and enjamb

White--Williams and the stairstep spacing

Blue--Williams and endstop.

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The line as something that's immortal--incantation, the spell before and after the spell

White space--all that snow with these few tracks to follow....

The line as something that's mortal--the inspiration, the expiration.

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Do we break the line?

Do we make the line?

Do we decide where to end?

In our end, is our beginning...In our end is our beginning?

This End Up

End up.

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Postcard today from Rebecca Loudon with WCW stamp. From a poet to a poet through a poet.

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A postcard is a divided line. A broken back. The message and the medium. The space that must be filled up.  The line that we don't cross.

The cross.

The double cross.

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Having a wonderful time. Wish/
you were/
here.

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Hear.

UN BEL DI--For Harvey, Happy Anniversary

I stay upon the brow of the hillock and wait and wait For a long time, never weary of the long waiting.

Yours will be the last name that I say;
Yours will be the first name I cry out.

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For Harvey

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Hemingway's Advice/My Greatest Fear

Hemingway to Fitzgerald, on writing

 ‎"Forget your personal tragedy. We are all bitched from the start and you especially have to hurt like hell before you can write seriously. But when you get the damned hurt use it—don't cheat with it. Be as faithful to it as a scientist—but don't think anything is of any importance because it happens to you or anyone belonging to you."

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Did I do this, or is my new MS solipsistic and dishonest?  

Easter 2012

Raleigh and Pamela in our red dresses and Betsey Johnson (super sale) items.  Don't we look great!

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George Michael Kissing a Fool HD Copenhagen AUG 30 2008

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Juliet Simms - Cryin' (The Voice)

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CLAUDIA EMERSON - Poets in Person - Episode 5 (from The Cortland Review)

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This is a short film of my beloved teacher at Sewanee Writers Conference, Claudia Emerson. She was so very kind to me when Harvey died, and so very helpful to me when I came back (summoning my last shred of courage) to SWC the next year.

This is also very much the life I once had--how do I get it back?

"A Tree, A Rock, A Cloud" and Chagall

"Love is a curious thing to begin with. At first I thought only of getting her back. It was a kind of mania. But then as time went on I tried to remember her. But do you know what happened?"

"No," the boy said.

"When I laid myself down on a bed and tried to think about her my mind became a blank. I couldn't see her. I would take out her pictures and look. No good. Nothing doing. A blank. Can you imagine it?"

"Say Mac!" Leo called down the counter. "Can you imagine this bozo's mind a blank!"

Slowly, as though fanning away flies, the man waved his hand. His green eyes were concentrated and fixed on the shallow little face of the paper boy.

"But a sudden piece of glass on a sidewalk. Or a nickel tune in a music box. A shadow on a wall at night. And I would remember. It might happen in a street and I would cry or bang my head against a lamppost. You follow me?"

"A piece of glass . . ." the boy said.

"Anything. I would walk around and I had no power of how and when to remember her. You think you can put up a kind of shield. But remembering don't come to a man face forward—it corners around sideways. I was at the mercy of everything I saw and heard. Suddenly instead of me combing the countryside to find her, she begun to chase me around in my very soul. She chasing me mind you! And in my soul."|
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How it's like to lose Harvey all over again. From Chagall's "The Birthday" to McCullers' quotidian reminders of my life, every day. I have gone from window to lamppost with scarcely a hitch my step.

I have become, in hardware-speak, uncoupled.

I am neither brave nor good.

I am only here.

TALKING_HEADS burning down the house.mpg

Thank you, David Byrne.  This is one of my favorites.

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Snitched from R.J. Gibson on Facebook: Easter Island

The photo is amazing, no?

Here's a little history of Easter for you, from The Writer's Almanac:

Today is the Christian holiday of Easter Sunday, the celebration of Jesus' resurrection from the dead three days after his crucifixion. Easter is a moveable feast; in other words, it's one of the few floating holidays in the calendar year, because it's based on the cycles of the moon. Jesus was said to have risen from the dead on the first Sunday after the first full moon of spring. For that reason, Easter can fall as early as March 22nd and as late as April 25th. Easter also marks the end of the 40-day period of Lent and the beginning of Eastertide; the week before Easter is known as Holy Week and includes the religious holidays Ash Wednesday, Maundy Thursday, and Good Friday.

The word "Easter" and most of the secular celebrations of the holiday come from pagan traditions. Anglo Saxons worshipped Eostre, the goddess of springtime and the return of the sun after the long winter. According to legend, Eostre once saved a bird whose wings had frozen during the winter by turning it into a rabbit. Because the rabbit had once been a bird, it could still lay eggs, and that rabbit became our Easter Bunny. Eggs were a symbol of fertility in part because they used to be so scarce during the winter. There are records of people giving each other decorated eggs at Easter as far back as the 11th century.

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A moveable feast, the estrus cycle, and the flying, egg-laying, children-frightening Easter Bunny. And Peeps. And Jesus, whose resurrection gives me hope. (Re-surrendering myself to writing and reading, starting tomorrow).

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Easter Conundrum

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