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RECESSION A grotesquerie for so long we all ignored it: The mammoth plastic Santa lighting up On the Quik-Stop’s roof, presiding over pumps That gleamed and gushed in the tarmac lot below it. Out back, with pumps of their own, the muttering diesels. And we, for the most part ordinary folks, Took all for granted: [...] How many of my readers were aware that cyclists like coffee? This is certainly news to me! Plenty of us need it as a pick-me-up in the morning, but would you have had Britain’s finest track cyclists down as coffee addicts? It turns out the GB team are every bit as keen on the bean [...] SPRING Wind in almond blossoms. Ants on limestone mountains. Cézanne’s bones in red earth. Countless vines on red earth. Black wine on oak tables. They drink love or hate as The old plane trees blossom. They drink coffee or pastis Under the blowing young leaves. Under feathery pines, On red and gray hillsides, Hidden from [...] 50FOOTWAVE – YOUR GHOST If I walk down this hallway tonight It’s too quiet So I pad through the dark And call you on the phone Push your old numbers And let your house ring Til I wake your ghost Let him walk down your hallway It’s not this quiet Slide down your [...] No More Perks: Coffee Shops Pull the Plug on Laptop Users – WSJ.com A sign at Naidre’s, a small neighborhood coffee shop in Brooklyn, N.Y., begins warmly: “Dear customers, we are absolutely thrilled that you like us so much that you want to spend the day…” But, it continues, “…people gotta eat, and to eat [...] TOM WAITS – HOLD ON They hung a sign up in our town “If you live it up, you won’t live it down” So she left Monte Rio, son Just like a bullet leaves a gun With her charcoal eyes and Monroe hips She went and took that California trip Oh, the moon was [...] … so lifestyle changes? Yeah, they suck. Hard. Big hairy donkey ear hard. I was going to say donkey dick, but you know, that’s just too damned much alliteration, and I have readers who are sensitive about profanity, so I try to keep it to a minimum. I’m trying to lose a little weight … [...] TO THE MUSE Nieves Is a girl From Scranton, Pennsylvania, Came to San Francisco To the poetry, the music, the cafes, And art as Turkish Bath. And had been told A grandmother she’s never seen in Mexico. She goes To visit that small village. Grandmother A little woman ninety-two years old Who greets her standing [...] I’m not quite caffeinated enough to make a comprehensive (or comprehensible) comment, but you really should go check out Christopher Niemann’s napkin-blog entry in the New York Times. Coffee – Niemann Opinion Art Blog – Abstract City – NYTimes.com Drink up! |
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