Finished The Road this evening and it was totally heartbreaking. I really need to lay off of books involving children in unbearable places. Although it was a tough read, the painstaking detail of the day-to-day activities of the father and son kept me reading on. That and the want/need to have the end of the [...]
It’s early folks. But, alas I’m on the erratic sleep program where you sleep until about 1-ish, sleep again, wake at 3am and then get up at 6am. And that’s not going to change anytime soon.
Cleaned the entire linen closet yesterday, which was no small feat. We have one of those closets that holds quite [...]
You know how there are certain songs or bands that just shouldn’t be covered? Or books that should just not be made into movies? That’s the way I feel about On The Road.
While it’s definitely not my favorite Kerouac book (not even second or third), it’s nevertheless one that I feel a bit queasy at [...]
in case you haven’t noticed, i LOVE Murakami. and i’m not talking about Ryu Murakami either. never again will i succumb to the bookshelf neighbor of Haruki. i read Coin Locker Babies out of needing a fix for new Murakami, any Murakami. let me tell you, ain’t nothing like the real thing baby.
and now he [...]
warning: i’m about to go on and on about books.
but before i begin, i’d like to say that Skinny Puppy is not good working. or maybe it’s just the kind of work i’m doing. or maybe it’s just Too Dark Park. either way, i can’t say that i recommend Skinny Puppy for writing excessively long [...]
while i usually read voraciously, this summer my brain seems to be on vacation. i bought Bill Clinton’s book right when it came out and enjoyed it from the beginning, but still i find myself reading only intermittently. each night it seems all of a sudden it’s already 8:30pm and i’m just sitting down to [...]
i just finished reading A Winter’s Tale but Mark Helprin. this book was an exception for me as i read to my committed 200 pages and then trudged on. often i feel compelled to read an entire book, as if i owe it to myself (since i bought it) and for the writer (who clearly [...]
“To-day 16 June 1924 twenty years after. Will anyone remember this date?”
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i’m in love with the poetry of Raymond Carver. it used to be lust but it’s blossomed into a full fledged long term relationship (unlike Charles Simic who i broke up with immediately after reading). my favorite poem appears in A New Path To The Waterfall, a collection of poems written shortly before his death.
Late [...]
i need a new book. my strategy is to always have a book lined up before i am finished with the current one. i am reading East of Eden again and it’s taking me forever because with really excellent reading i like to drag it out as long as possible and savor each word. recent [...]
i go through weeks of agitation. nothing tastes right. nothing sounds right. nothing feels right. best described as the mean reds. it coincides with the inability to write, something i typically do religiously (whether i want to or not). i feel as though my mind is constipated with thoughts so frantic to escape, yet so [...]
tap, tap, tap
“make sure there are no bubbles”,she says,”are you trying to kill me?”
i wrinkle my nose at her
white lines capped with various happy colors
tap, tap, tap
“use this one. don’t be afraid”,she says
i squint my eyes and inspect the chamber closer
far away highway hum, crinkling plastic
fanning out clean, clear, sterile packets
bottles, vials, ampules?
tap, tap, tap
blood [...]
Stick with me, he said and I didn’t doubt he meant it, when he said it
Close your eyes and imagine that the Christmas lights are blinking
Warm peppermint scent of whiskey smoky hands and blistering endless days
Cold quiet comforts silence, bathed in the pink evening light
Tracing fingertips over your calloused knuckles
I exhaled whispery thoughts
[...]
Black eyes bright and clear
Dusky winds passing through
Perched upon the mattress dear
Frozen beads of morning dew
Curling lips and thunder clouds
Threaten furrowed brows anew
Covered underneath the shrouds
I am but just passing through
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I am missing you again
In mistakes that I have yet to make
In dreams that have recurred
In yellowed stains upon my dress
In the tape I had long forgotten
In songs that have just been created
In letters printed by hand
In gestures of life
In the curve of my arm
In faded papers worried with water
In blackest nights I’ve spent alone
In [...]
Phone rang, thought it was you
Calling me back to say
That it was okay
[...]
Feeling powder fingertips
Pressing on and on
Coolness washing over me
Blinking eyelid lights
Releasing knots and creaky limbs
To melt into the shallow grass
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Dancing on wind lit nights
Traipsing through hallowed grounds
Flying through the atmosphere
Floating on ethereal sounds
We remember all those days
Littered with the falling light
Walking further away
From all that is new and bright
I remember yesterday as though it were tomorrow
The pastel shades of walking ways
I couldn’t help but follow
You were there with icy eyes
In ways I could never [...]
