No Mo Po-Mo No Mo

Apr 14, 2007 19:32

Stumbling around the interwebs today I landed on the blog of Michael Fay, who is one of three active combat artist for the Marine Corps. His work is pretty great and his blog is an interesting insight into the war, etc...

Check that out.

So this weekend was meant to be an awesome two days of Chris and myself hanging out...but...he broke up with me by telephone late last night so um...yeah. Thumbs up there.

I am working the next two days but then I am taking in the cherry blossom festivities at the Brooklyn Botanic Garden.

MoMA was ok yesterday...I'm sort of over wanky po-mo art and all that is entailed by that statement. The breaking up and the wankiness led to a discussion with my extremely great co-worker/friend Romina today where we both agreed that things need to mean more in general.

In response I came home and wrote all afternoon and then read for awhile. How does one get poetry dirty again? Farren, Julia, I'm looking in your direction for help in this arena...how do we, as writers, make the world beautiful after the holocaust that was po-mo?

How?

It's supposed to be 'storm of the something or other' this weekend...pray for me.
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