My 11th poetry postcard came yesterday, and what a delight! I adore Opus and Berkeley Breathed. And this poem rocks! * * * Sending my last official postcard out today, borrowing a line from this poem and snippets of overheard bus-commute conversation. Strange rides!
Posts from ‘August, 2009’
In Back of Bottles on a Shelf
In Back of Bottles on a Shelf The Madonna of ancient spices sanctifies dust and crystallizes essential oils: Jeweled almond and rum crackle like amber in glass vials Grandmother used in her favorite recipes — now wedged in the crack of a dry drawer — for church-lady dinners, the mourners. Her initials — same as [...]
An Exaltation of Larks
I believe it is in Chris Chester’s amazing book, “Providence of a Sparrow,” in which he mentions James Lipton’s book An Exaltation of Larks. Chester refers to the book as a listing of “the names of pluralities” of things- a parliament of owls, a smack of jellyfish, a pride of lions, a host of angels, [...]
do you cry?
“Crying is a highly evolved behavior,” explains Dr. Hasson. “Tears give clues and reliable information about submission, needs and social attachments between one another. My research is trying to answer what the evolutionary reasons are for having emotional tears. “My analysis suggests that by blurring vision, tears lower defences [sic] and reliably function as signals [...]
Next to the 24-Hour Church of Elvis
Next to the 24-Hour Church of Elvis Four multicultural Barbies work out Cultural issues of fat and fashion And whether peanut butter and banana Sandwiches are kill or be killed manna. They don’t know it, none of us do, But they are installations in the first ever 24-hour coin-operated art gallery. Susan B. Anthony coins [...]

