...these are a few of my favorite things
I've been editing poems near constantly for the past couple days, so I thought I'd try to balance things out with a post of just... not poems. That said, clarity-of-thought is in no way guaranteed. In fact, it's strongly resisted around these parts.
For all souls who feel momentarily unguided: the most recent stranger has a great free will horoscope this week, for at least several signs. I'd link it online but I don't think they put it on the slog, which I read daily now. The Stranger staff is just so adorably flippant, I just can't resist.
Oh jeez, okay, I thought that I wasn't suddenly going to start linking all over the place (ala Kenna's last wonderful entry), but I can't help it for the moment, BECAUSE in a couple days at a bookstore that I've never heard of (but have probably walked by, since it's in Wallingford), there's a joint poetry reading by Jenny Browne and Matthew Dickman. I don't know anything about Browne, but Dickman is (in poet years) an up-and-coming youngster at 29, who has written some things that I really like, for example: a poem that starts with the line "When grief comes to you as a purple gorilla". I'm sold; I now must go to this reading. Comment if you are too. Tuesday, 7:30, @ Open Books.
I feel as if I'm come to a great shifting. I'm happier and more clear-headed than I've been for a really long time. It's going to be a strong year for creating things. Aside from going to more book readings, I think that's my new years resolution: create.
other thoughts: This spring, unless seduced into going on a good trip with friends, I want to spend one of my 3 block breaks to go out in the mountains alone and fast for 4 days. As neo-hippy as it sounds, I figure it's an experience that just sounds really... nice. No, no drugs involved. Wankas.
final thoughts: Tonight is a good night, because I have cooked beets, and because I'm going out to drink beer and see/hear bluegrass.
For all souls who feel momentarily unguided: the most recent stranger has a great free will horoscope this week, for at least several signs. I'd link it online but I don't think they put it on the slog, which I read daily now. The Stranger staff is just so adorably flippant, I just can't resist.
Oh jeez, okay, I thought that I wasn't suddenly going to start linking all over the place (ala Kenna's last wonderful entry), but I can't help it for the moment, BECAUSE in a couple days at a bookstore that I've never heard of (but have probably walked by, since it's in Wallingford), there's a joint poetry reading by Jenny Browne and Matthew Dickman. I don't know anything about Browne, but Dickman is (in poet years) an up-and-coming youngster at 29, who has written some things that I really like, for example: a poem that starts with the line "When grief comes to you as a purple gorilla". I'm sold; I now must go to this reading. Comment if you are too. Tuesday, 7:30, @ Open Books.
I feel as if I'm come to a great shifting. I'm happier and more clear-headed than I've been for a really long time. It's going to be a strong year for creating things. Aside from going to more book readings, I think that's my new years resolution: create.
other thoughts: This spring, unless seduced into going on a good trip with friends, I want to spend one of my 3 block breaks to go out in the mountains alone and fast for 4 days. As neo-hippy as it sounds, I figure it's an experience that just sounds really... nice. No, no drugs involved. Wankas.
final thoughts: Tonight is a good night, because I have cooked beets, and because I'm going out to drink beer and see/hear bluegrass.