And then...
I get my coffee exactly perfect and then it's time for our favorite storyteller, as he is known around here, Mr. Garrison Keillor, who turned out to be a surprising source of eroticism today."Circling the forbidden areas, touching the forbidden areas, but only over cloth,only over cloth." And he descibed the post-coital sweaty smiley happiness of a
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ain't nuthin' wrong wit a bit o' kenny g in anyone's life...i can still remember my glee, the day i purchased his cassette, G Force.
"750 AD the statue of a Samadhi Buddha
was carefully hidden, escaping war,
the treasure hunters, fifty-year feuds.
He was discovered by monks in 1968
sitting upright
buried in Anuradhapura earth,
eyes half closed, hands
in the gesture of meditation.
Pulled from the earth with ropes
into a surrounding world.
Pulled into heatwave, insect noise,
bathers splashing in tanks.
Bronze became bronze
around him,
colour became colour."
from Buried
from Ondaatje's "Handwriting"
a mainstay of my poetry collection from the past few years...
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