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No, I didn’t forget. ARS POETICA A poem should be palpable and mute As a globed fruit, Dumb As old medallions to the thumb, Silent as the sleeve-worn stone Of casement ledges where the moss has grown— A poem should be wordless As the flight of birds. * A poem should be motionless in [...] ALKALINE TRIO – TIME TO WASTE There’s someone down below blowing you a kiss They watch from their windows As all arms fall to their sides And all eyes fix on the death of tomorrow And you found everything you need To make a life complete Completely revolting and they have safety and relief [...] THE TROPICS OF NEW YORK Bananas ripe and green, and ginger root Cocoa in pods and alligator pears, And tangerines and mangoes and grape fruit, Fit for the highest prize at parish fairs, Sat in the window, bringing memories of fruit-trees laden by low-singing rills, And dewy dawns, and mystical skies In benediction over nun-like [...] Is it cheesy to crib a post for your own blog from comments that you’ve left on someone else’s? Fastgrrrl wrote today about having a sense of place, and how places leave their mark on people. My place … I’m still trying to determine exactly where my place is … It’s the Tennessee River, drifting [...] 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 [...] What an incredible day at Solitude and in Big Cottonwood Canyon in general … simply gorgeous! Sick pow in Honeycomb Canyon, which completely worked my legs. Tried several new (for me) runs, including the Cirque (coming off Powderhorn), Serenity (coming off Eagle Express) and Rhapsody (also off Eagle Express), hitting as many runs through the [...] Tonight I Can Write Tonight I can write the saddest lines. Write, for example, ‘The night is starry and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance.’ The night wind revolves in the sky and sings. Tonight I can write the saddest lines. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too. Through nights [...] |
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