The moon,
The moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.
(In Ann Arbor)
(In Ann Arbor)
Saturday, February 15, 2014
Friday, February 14, 2014
Thursday, February 13, 2014
Wednesday, February 12, 2014
Tense
The river is
then has been
erased by snow
The snow was
plaint and now is
obdurate
spreads diamantine
skirts upon ground.
And no one
knows--nonsense
or treasure or
madness
_
then has been
erased by snow
The snow was
plaint and now is
obdurate
spreads diamantine
skirts upon ground.
And no one
knows--nonsense
or treasure or
madness
_
Tuesday, February 11, 2014
Amends
this mouth is madness
madness
is eaten by eyes
rent by hands
rent by words
that are noise
I fold it like a kite
fly it closer to my sky
_
madness
is eaten by eyes
rent by hands
rent by words
that are noise
I fold it like a kite
fly it closer to my sky
_
Sunday, January 26, 2014
Impertinence
Our pronouns are wrong
unfashionable
collective
Our tenderness grows oddly
strong, parking
in spaces
The best one was yesterday
a decade ago
the first
Everyday another escapade
ordinary, brighter
impertinent
unfashionable
collective
Our tenderness grows oddly
strong, parking
in spaces
The best one was yesterday
a decade ago
the first
Everyday another escapade
ordinary, brighter
impertinent
Saturday, January 25, 2014
The Horror
At just finished reading Conrad's Heart of Darkness and wants to watch Apocalypse Now.
Why? Because he heard that those were the cultural artifacts that inspired a video game he loves called Spec Ops. It appears to be a first-person-shooter game, but At assures me there are more peaceful ways to play the game. We had a long car-conversation once about "it teaches that killing people is wrong" (At) and "you didn't already know killing people is wrong?" (me).
Whatever. I've assigned the Conrad to college students multiple times to complaints of "too hard to read." So currently, I'm a proud mama to a 14-year-old (less-than-stellar report card notwithstanding).
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Why? Because he heard that those were the cultural artifacts that inspired a video game he loves called Spec Ops. It appears to be a first-person-shooter game, but At assures me there are more peaceful ways to play the game. We had a long car-conversation once about "it teaches that killing people is wrong" (At) and "you didn't already know killing people is wrong?" (me).
Whatever. I've assigned the Conrad to college students multiple times to complaints of "too hard to read." So currently, I'm a proud mama to a 14-year-old (less-than-stellar report card notwithstanding).
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