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It's still April, innit? More poetry!
I was introduced to David Wagoner, and this poem, by a lover during my Freshman year in college. I've liked it ever since, for a number of reasons, and it's been on my mind of late.
Beauty and the BeastMen wept when they saw her breasts, squinted with pain ( Read more... ) -
Another favorite poem
This is the second poem that I ever memorized and read in front of a group of people (the first was by Shel Silverstein). I reprised it by reading it for people at a party a couple of years ago.
It's still one of my favorites.
Curiositymay have killed the cat; more likely ( Read more... ) -
Apparently April is Poetry Month
I heard this on NPR's Fresh Air a few days ago, and it caught my ear (and spirit):
Thousand Kisses Deep (Excerpt)You came to me this morning ( Read more... ) -
Candid self-portrait meme
Take a picture of yourself RIGHT NOW.
Don't change your clothes. Don't fix your hair. Just take a picture.
Post that picture with no editing.
Post these instructions with your picture.
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Doggerel du jour
Oh, and before I forget: regular readers of this journal may recall that when I'm engaged in activities that don't require a lot of focus (exercising, gardening, showering), my mind tends to wander and I'll find myself fabricating silly songs or poems.
During tonight's bike ride, I found myself using as inspiration the reaction that my ratgirls ( Read more... ) -
Cycling Frenzy!
OK, maybe not exactly a frenzy, per se. But I did cycle into work both today and yesterday, and was feeling very butch about it. So much so that I decided to go on the post-work ride. Now there are some hard-core riders at the office, and keeping this in mind, I mentioned to the organizer of the Thursday evening rides that I was probably going to ( Read more... ) -
Another July Birthday!
Here's wishing a very happy birthday to voontah. Cheers! -
Happy Birthday!!
Many happy returns to xthread!!! -
More song!
basmati and I attended the Lucinda Williams concert at the Oakland Paramount on Thursday night. The last time I was there was nearly a year ago, for an Elvis Costello/Alain Toussaint concert, and I had forgotten how much walking into the Paramount was like entering an Art-Deco Oz. It's gorgeous. I want to see more concerts there just to spend time in ( Read more... ) -
Sweatin' to the Dada
Occasionally, when I'm engaged in a tedious and/or physical task, the clutch of my mind starts slipping, and I'll start treading spirals of non-causal creative thought. For some reason, this almost always manifests itself in song: either coming up with new lyrics to an existing song, or weaving new songs from whole cloth. To wit: when gardening ( Read more... )