Sunday, February 28, 2010

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

I was moving quickly around a small set of dark, high-ceilinged, crowded rooms, packing the brown cardboard boxes as quickly as I could, we were being deported. I was making fast anxious decisions, what to take, what to leave behind. It was all a sorting of books, but easier than you might imagine. I'd lay my hand on one and there was no hesitation, it was either immediately yes or---why'd I ever bother with that in the first place? Pairs and stacks were being emotionally tossed aside as leave-behinds.

Easy dream analysis later: this having been the eve of the eve of my 42nd birthday, my friend and I agreed it was all about clearing out what doesn't count. A horoscope somewhere this morning says two thousand and ten is a year of completion and transition for those born February 22nd. "A time of cleaning out dead wood". What is a book, if not exactly that?

Sunday, February 14, 2010

blessing the boats  
by Lucille Clifton

(at St. Mary's)
may the tide
that is entering even now
the lip of our understanding
carry you out
beyond the face of fear
may you kiss
the wind then turn from it
certain that it will
love your back    may you
open your eyes to water
water waving forever
and may you in your innocence
sail through this to that

Friday, February 12, 2010

sticky heroes in robes

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

super 8 position
michael johansson