The past week has been feeling the strain of the growing season. I’ve done poetry performances 3 times in the past week, and I’m tired. Gratified. Challenged. Poetry plays the part of Himalayan Blackberries right now. Invades my life with it’s fleshy thorns, takes root in the space I need for other pursuits, yet produces such tasty… [Read more…]
February 17, 2012
水に流す, mizu ni nagasu, wash away in water. A turn of phase in the Japanese language which is often likened to the English saying “water under the bridge”. On the surface, these two phrases may seem similar, they talk of the same subject, Water. ”Water under the bridge”, however, implies that perhaps you are standing… [Read more…]
February 5, 2012
As the tips of my hair flee from its roots and blood rushes into my ears, I come to the realization that there is a small crowd of young men circled around me. Now not for an instant should you think that it is simply me upside down that is of interest. Modern day alchemists… [Read more…]
January 29, 2012
My photos, in dim light are impressionist era paintings. Bodies climbing, falling, dancing under the low light. These images don’t seem to transfer to large lenses and bizarre aperture values. Years ago, when I had moved to Western Washington for the first time, I put away my fancy camera and forgot how to use it. “The rain,” I… [Read more…]
January 23, 2012
“Would you give me five minutes of your time?” It’s at the end of an evening, a small poetry reading. I tell him that I will share five minutes, but not give them. He leads me out the front door of the house and around to the side car port where my bicycle sits waiting… [Read more…]
January 18, 2012
Today, being a snow day, was spent in a combination of studying and slacking. In the process of looking for free e-books to read on fungi, I found a short manuscript called “Simple Sabotage Field Manuel”. This was published by the US Office of Strategic Services back in 1944 and discusses simple ideas for citizen subversion… [Read more…]
January 11, 2012
Play This (Pour Some Sugar on Me) I hit shuffle on my music box as I run out the door and on comes this song, which I don’t quite ever recall loading. It reminds me of a cross country meet in High School, maybe upstate New York, maybe not, perhaps in the winter, but I want… [Read more…]
January 8, 2012
As I carry my bike down the steps from my second floor apartment, the full moon light brushes my cheeks in silver. A soft atmospheric pressure change envelops my body. The night murmurs an ambient tone giving voice to this small city. The sky is clear for this one moment of awe and my mind is walking… [Read more…]
December 22, 2011
Play this (I’m Too Sexy) The drill of the Dentist grinds against my teeth as I watch the freshly pulverized bone spiral up into the overhead light. Water streams down my left cheek, and I’m trying my best not to freak out too much as the good dentist works his way through a lively play list whistling a bar… [Read more…]
December 19, 2011
I. It’s the second evening in a long legend of quiet retreat in which I’ve ventured to the outside world. Cigarette smoke begins replacing the air in the hall where bodies once were were-packed in tight to watch real humans in flight. After crashing a table of acquaintance gym rats I slip away silently into the night.… [Read more…]
February 21, 2012
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