Sunday, April 11, 2004
o... i'm on the road until late monday...
so things are... sporadic here... but i'm having fun reading david
lehman's The Last Avant-Garde... seems/offers/pretends to pull
a world together... but as he says of something related to ashbery..
can't find the exact thing so i'll guess: there's nothing to trust
in any organization... the scheme is al(ways)l invention... still...
this book offers a pretty nice one of those...
we had a pelican on the lake this morning...
an easter pelican... i saw it first and thought it was a swan
until i caught the bill... we watched and waited for it to fly...
and it did when a boat came around the curve... smelling a chicken
in the strange new cooking machine.. waiting for an arrival...
here comes mom's birthday... 84... we're gonna have some huge
cupcakes... the dog's just back from a walk with meg... the cat
is stilll under the bed in the back room... eating too much easter
candy we had to try it... this other brand since fannie may went
under... not too shabby... too much coffee
Thursday, April 08, 2004
they've been reading each other's pastoral
apes are giggly today... last class day
Weaver on Italo CalvinoThough
I was only in that Paris study once, I remember it as a spare,
somewhat clinical space, distinguished by Calvino's precision,
his characteristic neatness: his desk was as impeccable, as well-ordered
as his dress. The same kind of order, it seems to me, informs
his work. He liked to make outlines, lists, scalette-little ladders-as
the Italians call them (and his chapter lists, in his spare hand,
did resemble ladders). Thus his invisible cities are fitted into
categories: trading cities, thin cities, continuous cities, arranged
according to a mysterious, Calvino-invented system that has evoked
pages of exegesis by eager scholars.
i'd like to see some of those pages... as i prepare
to read Invisible Cities with the worldlit class... but then again
maybe it's best to just develop our own eggsajeesus...
a Dark Time
is thinking about Robert Hass' treatment of three
great haiku poets. On "serious intent accomplished through
shit about new snow
for the rich
Wilco starts on rocky noteJeff
Tweedy, frontman for the Chicago-based band Wilco, has checked
himself into rehab to be treated for an addiction to painkillers.
To accommodate his recovery, the release date for the band's forthcoming
album has been pushed back two weeks, from June 8 to June 22.
Wednesday, April 07, 2004
ARRRGGGGH!!... with all the recent disorientation
i forgot to remember that today would have been my
87th birthday... so happy birthday, dad up there...
i sure am glad you managed to get yrself born... and hung around
for as long as you did... wish it coulda been a bit longer...
cat report: things are looking up...
i pulled her out from under the bed this morning and she whined
at me... a good sign since she's been way too quiet... then i
brushed some nasty litter off her butt and set he down in the
middle of the floor... after a couple good licks of said butt,
she strolls back to the bed-cave... kind of slow, but without
the hobbledy gimp of yesterday
Tuesday, April 06, 2004
been kinda down today on account of the
cat's too slow (for me) bounce-back from her slice&dice...
she's not walking well... can't get up onto the bed... has some
big dilated eyes and is generally still pretty beat... the vet
doesn't know what might be causing the backleg malfunction...
says it might be some residual anaesthesia problem... whatever...
she is eating a bit and drinking some which are good signs...
i guess... but i want my big old happy cat back... sooner the
better... thanks for yr kind thoughts
Monday, April 05, 2004
retrieved the cat about four... she's
looking pretty beat up and sorrowful... she should hate me for
this but she just sort of lumps around the room... vet said she'd
just disappear and sleep but she didn't... isn't... she let me
brush her... i figure any part of her usual routine might make
something feel better... there's a slice across her lip... stitches
will stay in until the 15th... she looks like a sad sad tune by
tom waits... maybe alice
you can see to the left of her nose a
black smudge... this will be removed... maybe is already removed
as i type this... and her teeth will be cleaned... because her
breath was not delightful
cat to the vet... we were both pretty
pathetic this morning...
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