yellow moon becomes amber mum becomes question of bridges that go nowhere becomes smell of paper, hot out of the printer becomes something golden that was alive just yesterday but today smells newly, richly dead.
First published in Door is a Jar
shiny things in messy little piles
yellow moon becomes amber mum becomes question of bridges that go nowhere becomes smell of paper, hot out of the printer becomes something golden that was alive just yesterday but today smells newly, richly dead.
First published in Door is a Jar
a winter state of being
lwh
where all traction is lost but
the wonder is unending
Dearest ones,
I went to a lecture last week. Ilya Kaminsky, a famous Ukrainian poet, began by asking “How is life on this shiny planet?” I did not know how to answer him. He taped pictures by Diego Rivera to the wall and read from Calvino’s Invisible Cities. He spoke of how our work is always in conversation with others and pointed to two of my favorite artists. I was, all at the same time, utterly chuffed and in complete despair. And I wondered how am I ever going to find myself in the middle of that conversation? I remain a child standing at the edge of the room watching the adults play word games in a language that I am just learning.
Later that afternoon while driving down the hill to town I was overcome by a deep wave of homesickness.
Do you remember the empty lot in downtown? The one that is so deep? There is an apple tree down there. Filled with little green apples — green apples that are about to ripen, many have red shoulders already. Somehow this does not seem hopeful to me. I must be deranged in some way.
Between all that and the disappointing lemon cake… well you can imagine my state of mind.
Yrs affectionately, L
I believe in the image, the line, the stanza, the iambic foot, the perfect word. Assonance, slant rhymes, that the formal forms still have a place in modern poetry. I believe that Shakespeare wrote the plays. I believe in a constitutional amendment outlawing poetry about poetry and the use of the word “suffuse.” I believe in revision, interlinear translations, publishing in print — not on-line, and I believe in long, slow, deep, wet poems that last three days.
The most wonderful vehicle in the world (according to several of my friends) is the VW bus. In this case, the iconic split-window version with company logos and colors.
Nice visual wrap up to the Cannonball Endurance Rally. (Vintage bikes)
Moving a little faster. This video teaches you “How to Lean on a BMW S1000RR” The lack of steering head movement (except when pulling the clutch) is astonishing. (Video)
Righthaven, a name that you never want to see on an envelope in today’s mail. The single-purpose copyright enforcement law firm has finally offered up the perfect (?) case for the EFF to test the limits of fair-use in the web.
All our stuff. In the 1990’s Peter Menzel made a series of photographs for a book about all our stuff. 30 families outside their homes will all their possessions around them. Material World: A Global Family Portrait. (NPR gives 12 of the original 30 portraits.) And now two Chinese photographers have repeated the exercise for the diverse regions of China.
High Def isn’t just for TV. HaltaDefinizione. HAL9000 uses new tech to produce incredibly detailed images of old pictures. Stunning. Read about the technology here. Look at the images here (in Italian — just click on stuff you’ll be fine.)
A1One has been working the streets of Tehran for quite a while now. This limited edition of prints combines traditional Persian calligraphy and his own sig style. I also admire his recycling of used spray cans.
time to fix more borken stuff,
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