Sunday, January 30, 2005
Nation: An Interview with Robert Motherwell by John Cage
...Everybody needed everybody and they needed someone
is jstempleman channelling
i will turn and go now to those papers
the seniors wrote in class the other day. i will be astonished
by their insight. their profound analytical acumen. i will mark
them all 9. i will wake from this dream feeling fresh and accomplished.
learned at mass this morning after
a reading of the beatitudes that god's way and the world's are
two different ways. but why must they be. why must this god be
so completely other. and the world be so completely other. i don't
think these are necessary limits. just the way we always find
it. make it. coupled with this need to leap tall dichotomies in
a single bound.
while the ground
beneath our feet is cold hard white and slippery as any true thing.
... paul violi... 1987...With
regard to formal considerations, how much is a deliberate choice
and how much just happens I can't say, but when I do use such
forms I assume I'm employing a simple metaphor, a familiar if
not trite context yet a very accessible one, by which I don't
mean to celebrate the ordinary but to subvert it.
Saturday, January 29, 2005
aren't you tired of it... why don't you
finish it... they wondered what happened next when i stopped reading
the pome because it was done... the phrase was "there's a
phone for voices... why not a phone for..." (that pome i
used to open the 03 index)... they wanted more but that's all
this morning i
went shopping with luchi from lima peru... we went to the teacher's
toolbox but it wasn't open... so then to kohls where we couldn't
find anything... then target where we could... and back to the
teacher store where she picked up a cartload and i nabbed a few
maps and box of chisel-pointed staples...
family farm: Can it really work?"Some
things on American farms have not changed much throughout the
years, and a chief one is that farming is a great deal of work."
Jager continues, "To choose to farm is to be committed to
living within a world framed by farm work to be done, farm chores
to be attended to, farm discipline to be internalized * indeed,
committed to the intrinsic value of work as an unspoken source
of life's dignity."
has been stalking the frost... and comes back with some gorgeous
trophies... wish i had some windows that worked like that
Friday, January 28, 2005
in fact. i wouldn't mind starting to
learn how to make my own paper. how would i go about doing that.
maybe the summer.
watch yur puntuation brutha... The
following documents are available in pretty good, cheap, home-made
mean what it says... the paper is store-bought... not home-made...
i will correct soon... but what should it be...?...pretty, good, cheap, home-made, paper versions....pretty good, cheap home-made,
good for cheap, home-made, paper versions....pretty good for cheap, home-made, pa(per)versions.
so. many. choices.
they are writing about hardy. the convergence
of the twain. they are having thoughts about it. would it be better
if the thoughts were having them. that's how it usually goes with
me. i accept no responsibility where thinking is concerned. i
do not know the man. bu there they are trying to answer a question
in this near silence. just me banging on these keys. analyze
how the poetic devices convey the speaker's attitude toward the
sinking of the ship. analyze how yr mother spoke that last
critical syllable just as you closed the door. analyze yr silent
father. analyze yr blue jeans. welcome to carmel. we appreciate
Thursday, January 27, 2005
just... struck. dumb. by chris
murray's enthusiastic response
to the fyp first line index
... golly... jeepers...
Unlimited Books | Poetry for beginners
curriculums are generally based on a heady mix of Shakespearean
sonnets and the 'What passing-bells for those who die as cattle?'
school of poems that led Blackadder's squadron commander Lord
Flashheart to declare 'I'm sick of this damn war: the blood, the
noise, the endless poetry.'
cat continues to rip hell out of any
paper that falls (intentionally or not) to the floor... such complete
ecstasy in deconstructing the one big into the many bits...
Wednesday, January 26, 2005
Rust: His Immortal Words
... wonderful weather-worn words
Tuesday, January 25, 2005
happy birthday... Etta
happy birthday... Virginia
... 1882... The streets of London
have their map; but our passions are uncharted.
Monday, January 24, 2005
tried to goose some conversation this
morning among the apes on the subject of The Ordinary... its function,
use, and transformation in our recent thre books by shaw, chekhov
and woolf... some poking an prodding found us in unusual territory...
hard with some to get past "the ordinary is boring... this
book was boring... q.e.d."
ordinary is the invisible... is the bulk of our living... to which
we are blind...
... makes me wonder where mine went... think i left
them back in joliet... abandonned flamingos... not good karma...
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