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Poetry Friday

» by flahute in: Word Play on February 8th, 2008 at 02:59:10 UTC |

FEBRUARY: THE BOY BREUGHEL

The birches stand in their beggar’s row:
Each poor tree
Has had its wrists nearly
Torn from the clear sleeves of bone,
These icy trees
Are hanging by their thumbs
Under a sun
That will begin to heal them soon,
Each will climb out
Of its own blue, oval mouth;
The river groans,
Two birds call out from the woods

And a fox crosses through snow
Down a hill; then, he runs,
He has overcome something white
Beside a white bush, he shakes
It twice, and as he turns
For the woods, the blood in the snow

Looks like the red fox,
At a distance, running down the hill:
A white rabbit in his mouth killed
By the fox in snow
Is killed over and over as just
Two colors, now, on a winter hill:

Two colors! Red and white. A barber’s bowl!
Two colors like the peppers
In the windows
Of the town below the hill. Smoke comes
From the chimneys. Everything is still.

Ice in the river begins to move,
And a boy in a red shirt who woke
A moment ago
Watches from his window
The street where an ox
Who’s broken out of his hut
Stands in the fresh snow
Staring cross-eyed at the boy
Who smiles and looks out
Across the roof to the hill;
And the sun is reaching down
Into the woods

Where the smoky red fox still
Eats his kill. Two colors.
Just two colors!
A sunrise. The snow.

  — Norman Dubie (b. 1945), from Selected and New Poems, published by W.W. Norton & Co., 1983. Copyright © 1983 by Norman Dubie.

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Once again …

» by flahute in: Photography, Skiing on December 31st, 2007 at 23:32:03 UTC |

… I’ve discovered that it’s possible to have an absolutely shitty day up on the slopes.

From the time I turned up the canyon, until I made it to the parking lot at Solitude almost 90 minutes later, I just had a feeling it wasn’t going to be a great day …

I get on Eagle Express for my first lift ride up to Eagle Ridge, and could barely ski back down the Sunshine Bowl and Last Run to Moonbeam Lodge; my legs just felt like overcooked pasta. Still, I tried to make a go of it …

Took the Moonbeam lift to drop Main Street down towards the Sunrise lift, through the Access to up to take Summit Lift up to the top.

Took one run down Honeycomb Canyon; took some photos, mostly pretty shitty … but did get one interesting cloud formation … so I guess the day wasn’t a total loss.

The back up Honeycomb Return, down Sundancer back to the base, the parking lot, and home.

Cloud Formation in Big Cottonwood Canyon

Camera: Nikon D80
Exposure: 0.001 sec (1/1600)
Aperture: f/4.8
Focal Length: 120 mm
ISO Speed: 100
Exposure Bias: 0/6 EV

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Video Poetry (part floor)

» by flahute in: Music, Word Play on September 3rd, 2007 at 18:05:07 UTC |


EELS - HEY MAN (Now You’re Really Living)

Do you know what it’s like to fall on the floor,
And cry your guts out ’til you got no more?
Hey man, now you’re really living.

Have you ever made love to a beautiful girl
Made you feel like it’s not such a bad world?
Hey man, now you’re really living.

Now you’re really giving everything,
And you’re really getting all you gave,
Now you’re really living what
This life is all about.

Well I just saw the sun rise over the hill,
Never used to give me much of a thrill,
But hey man, now I’m really living.

Do you know what it’s like to care too much,
’bout someone that you’re never gonna get to touch?
Hey man, now you’re really living.

Have you ever sat down in the fresh cut grass,
And thought about the moment and when it will pass?
Hey man, now you’re really living.

Now you’re really giving everything,
And you’re really getting all you gave,
Now you’re really living what
This life is all about.

Now what would you say if i told you that
Everyone thinks you’re a crazy old cat?
Hey man, now you’re really living.

Do you know what it’s like to fall on the floor,
And cry your guts out ’til you got no more?
Hey man, now you’re really living.

Have you ever made love to a beautiful girl
Made you feel like it’s not such a bad world?
Hey man, now you’re really living.

People sing:
Do you know what it’s like to fall on the floor,
And cry your guts out ’til you got no more?
Hey man, now you’re really living.

Just saw the sun rise over the hill,
Never used to give me much of a thrill,
But hey man, now I’m really living.

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