Thursday, June 26, 2008

Shut up

"...everything is torn down
Before you have had time to care for it. ..."

From "An Urban Convalescence" by James Merrill


After yelling "SHUT UP!" at the Bad Driver yakking on their cell phone who cut me off on my way home tonight, it's clear I need a convalescence from urban (or rather suburban) Texas.

I'm gathering an old friend from the airport late Friday night, and early Saturday were are off for places such as this, and this, and this.

Back next week, and posting more late that week.
Have a peaceful week, all y'all!

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Script Rud-

"All day all over the city every person
Wanders a different city, sealed intact
And haunted..."

From "City Elegies" by Robert Pinsky


And, since I'm a font geek from way back, something extra.

Sunday, June 22, 2008

Across the street

"...clinging at the empty
gilding of a door, she wants
a shower and lather of pumice..."

From "The Wreckage Entrepreneur" by Alice Fulton


As my friend started up her car, I walked around the corner to see what was across the street.

Friday, June 20, 2008

Buick Eight with a tiny extra 5

"...all I wanted was to find an old
friend an old figure an old trigonometry
still true to our story..."

From "Midnight Salvage" by Adrienne Rich


Heading to Galveston this weekend to see an old friend, and to keep an eye out for rust and entropic delights.

Have fun, y'all!
More, soon!

Thursday, June 19, 2008

Nopal plus tiny bonus spider

After two hours of searching, no poems fit.

I searched on:
nopal poetry
prickly-pear poetry
bonus spider poetry
spiny poetry
Tex-Mex poetry
Luis Omar Salinas poetry
Ko Un poetry

And so the bonus spider goes unescorted, while I go off to sleep.

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

While running errands

"...the silences between the words—
faded yellow dashes on a disused highway. ..."

From "Primitive Road" by Lucas Howell

Like the Lucas Howell lagniappe? See also Dave Bonta's "Ode to a Shovel".

Sunday, June 15, 2008

No knocker

"...Dear dust-ghost, the instructions don’t make
sense unless I sing them. ..."

From “Ceiling Unlimited Series” by Matthea Harvey

Friday, June 13, 2008


"...I've made a small hole in the silence, a tiny one,
Just big enough for a word. ..."

From "Nine-Panel Yaak River Screen" by Charles Wright

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

I turned and saw

"...a pure depiction of myself
written in water or else on the wall,
a plural entity..."

From "Grace" by Sarah Arvio

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Platonic solids

"...As the walls clear themselves of everything
but transparency, the scent of carnations
leaves with them. ..."

From "Geometry" by Rita Dove

Sunday, June 08, 2008

Light starch

"...Think of an egg, the letter A,
a woman ironing on a bare stage
as the heavy curtain rises. ..."

From "Aristotle" by Billy Collins

Saturday, June 07, 2008

Four-petalled fan

"...easing its way, searching out
The invisible junction between here and not..."

From "Diurnal" by John Welch

Friday, June 06, 2008

Marked down

"...Subtract this from substrate and glistening masses of rock
that lurk just below the surface
that will no longer bring profit..."

From "Burn, Burn" by Ander Monson

Thursday, June 05, 2008

Boo x 2

"...Playing hooky again,
we carry eggs over french fries
& broken glass frozen on the pavement. ..."

From "Raw" by Don Winter

Tuesday, June 03, 2008

Monday, June 02, 2008

1899 in disarray

"...Refractions of the thousand theatres, faces—
Mysterious kitchens. . . . You shall search them all. ..."

From "The Bridge: The Tunnel" by Hart Crane