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Sunday, February 08, 2004

go to unfoldedorigami and explore it... if you've got some time to kill and a need for something fresher than most... a beautiful... sometimes sad and scarey... place... (via riley dog)
posted at 9:45 AM


Saturday, February 07, 2004

noted that today begins the last week of the first cycle of finish your phrase... on the way back to A...
posted at 10:47 AM

random analogy from wendell berry's "The Conservation of Nature and the Preservation of Humanity" in Another Turn of the Crank:

Our instinct for faith is like a well-bred Border collie, who, lacking cattle or sheep, will herd children or chickens or cats. If we don't direct our faith toward God or into some authentic "way" of the soul, then we direct it toward progress or science or weaponry or education or nature or human nature or doctors or gurus or genetic engineers or computers or NASA. And as we reduce the objects of our faith and so reduce our faith, we inevitably reduce ourselves. We are by nature creatures of faith, as perhaps all creatures are; we all live by counting on things that cannot be proved. As creatures of faith, we must choose either to be religious or to be superstitious, to believe in things that cannot be proved or to believe in things that can be disproved.

or... as bob says

You may be a construction worker working on a home,
You may be living in a mansion or you might live in a dome,
You might own guns and you might even own tanks,
You might be somebody's landlord, you might even own banks

But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
You're gonna have to serve somebody...

posted at 10:37 AM

i'm wondering why blogville... especially the poet's subdivision... is not more widely linked to suzannagig jig... a most worthy, joyful, and inventive neighbor...
posted at 10:13 AM


Friday, February 06, 2004

to clarify... after that last post yesterday... and all that talk of "low and obscure" i received this from suzanne:

we can't have that!!!

Not that

quickly now
O Tom
please Go
from LOW
throw it
stow it below, Bro

go directly


to which i replied:

o these "o"s is classic... thanks... has the
soul of dr. seuss found a new home in you?

i'm doing ok... i shoulda writ "i'm
writing/thinking low and obscure" insteada
"feeling"... it's how i'm thinking about the
pomes lately... "low" as in keeping one's head
down... "obscure" as in... uh... obscure

at any rate, i'm glad it inspired such a
wonderful response... may i publish it on the

and i may... and i did... and thanks, suzzano, for this blast of positivity... of which there can never be too much...
posted at 9:51 AM


Thursday, February 05, 2004

fait accompli:

God Bless Obscurity

God bless obscurity
land that I love
stand beside her
and guide her
with the dark from the spark
of a glove

funny i should come upon this... just as i'm feeling low and obscure... thanks for the synchronous reverb, nick...
posted at 12:20 PM

poets without brains... my new party?
posted at 12:09 PM

there was a boy
took art apart
and had no greater luck
than all the boys
with clocks
and radios and working toys

posted at 8:25 AM

remember to read this article (thanks, suzanne):

Postmodern literary theory is now transforming itself so rapidly that Marxist, feminist, deconstructionist, and psychoanalytic critics (and others) are flocking back to the drawing board in droves as they search for new approaches to writing and teaching.
posted at 8:12 AM


Wednesday, February 04, 2004

better brother... now that administrative requirements have been met... better brother sleepy brother...
posted at 8:53 PM

bad brother... bad bad brother...
posted at 11:35 AM


Tuesday, February 03, 2004

Happy Birthday, Miss Stein!!
posted at 12:03 PM

"We should declare war on North Vietnam. . . . We could pave the whole country and put parking strips on it, and still be home by Christmas." Ronald Reagan (10 Oct. 1965)

what makes me think i can get away with saying on the class message board:

"war is evil... war is never ever a good thing... to stand against war is a good thing... to defend life and all of life's possibilities is a good thing... all war is evil... always has been and always will be...

that's always been my starting point... naive as it is"
posted at 11:59 AM


Monday, February 02, 2004

Which Romantic Poet Would I Be If I Were A Romantic Poet?

William Wordsworth
You are William Wordsworth! You get a bad rap
these days, alas. Many people think you
oppressed Coleridge, but there really isn't
much proof. You may have oppressed the women
in your life, but hey, everyone was doing it.
You honestly love nature, and admire an
aesthetic of simplicity and honesty. You love
Milton and human freedom, though some say you
sold out in the end. Oh dear. But you left us
"Tintern Abby" and "The Solitary
Reaper," bless your heart.

Which Major Romantic Poet Would You Be (if You Were a Major Romantic Poet)?
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posted at 3:50 PM

Happy Burstday, Mr. Joyce!!
posted at 3:22 PM

The Classic Text: James Joyce
posted at 3:20 PM

Ulysses for Dummies
posted at 3:17 PM

riverrun, past Eve and Adam's, from swerve of shore to bend of bay, brings us by a commodius vicus of recirculation back to Howth Castle and Environs.
posted at 3:16 PM

Henry Fielding, "Tom Thumb, a Tragedy"

o huncamunca... huncamunca o...
posted at 3:04 PM


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