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Video Poetry (Bird Edition)

EELS – LITTLE BIRD

Little bird Hoppin’ on my porch I know it sounds kinda sad But what’s it all for? Right now you’re the only friend I have in the world And I just can’t take out very much Goddamn I miss that girl

Little bird You look all right I’m sure it’s [...]

Poetry Friday

NEVER GIVE ALL THE HEART

Never give all the heart, for love Will hardly seem worth thinking of To passionate women if it seem Certain, and they never dream That it fades out from kiss to kiss; For everything that’s lovely is But a brief, dreamy, kind delight.

O never give the heart outright, For [...]

Poetry Friday

AUTUMN GRASSES

In fields of bush clover and hay-scent grass the autumn moon takes refuge The cricket’s song is gold

Zeshin’s loneliness taught him this

Who is coming? What will come to pass, and pass?

Neither bruise nor sweetness nor cool air not-knowing knows the way

And the moon? Who among us does not wander, [...]

Poetry Friday

LIBIDO

How should I know? The enormous wheels of will    Drove me cold-eyed on tired and sleepless feet. Night was void arms and you a phantom still,    And day your far light swaying down the street. As never fool for love, I starved for you;    My throat was dry and my eyes [...]

Quote of the Day

“You have something in yourself that is fundamentally, basically good. It transcends the notion of good or bad. Something that is worthwhile, wholesome, and healthy exists in all of us …

Such goodness is synonymous with bravery. It is always there. Whenever you see a bright and beautiful color, you are witnessing your own [...]

Video Poetry (Expected Edition)

THE GASLIGHT ANTHEM – GREAT EXPECTATIONS

Mary, this station is playing every sad song. I remember like we were alive. I heard it Sunday morn’ from inside of these walls. In a prison cell, where we spent those nights. And they burnt up the diner where I always used to find her. Licking young [...]

Poetry Friday

PASSOVER

“Art is what remains when the pot is broken.”                 —Chinese proverb

I know we are bound to the earth, and the cracked heart, old terra cotta, surrenders to vine.

Listen—I’ve seen wind stir the hair of the dead at Belsen, growing like art from the lacing grass;

what is terrible, even, rises. The [...]

Poetry Friday

PEACE

When will you ever, Peace, wild wooddove, shy wings shut, Your round me roaming end, and under be my boughs? When, when, Peace, will you, Peace? I’ll not play hypocrite To own my heart: I yield you do come sometimes; but That piecemeal peace is poor peace. What pure peace allows Alarms of wars, [...]

Video Poetry (Echo Edition)

Yeah, I know, two days in a row … but that voice … I can’t get enough of that voice.

NEKO CASE – HOLD ON, HOLD ON

The most tender place in my heart is for strangers I know it’s unkind but my own blood is much too dangerous Hangin’ round the ceiling half [...]

Video Poetry (Marked Edition)

THE WEAKERTHANS – WATERMARK

I count to three and grin. You smile and let me in. We sit and watch the wall you painted purple.

Speech will spill on space. Our little cups of grace. But pauses rattle on about the way that you cut the snow-fence, braved the blood, the metal of those [...]