January 2011
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My weekend: 5 hours driving, 36 hours of love and poemtalk, another 5 hours of driving, 2 hours of rollerskating. Ready for simultaneous bath/budget sushi/Murakami.
C-bean and I are having our own Madison version of AWP this week. Will feature open mic at Avol’s and a Nick’s extravaganza and more love. Maybe we’ll print things and send them to magazines. Anything could happen.
We wear our trousers rolled. →
I got a letter from my first internet friend yesterday. This is the girl I met on Dragonriders of Pern RPGs, who happens to share my last name (no relation), to whom I would write long letters…
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things which are easy to love
1. Ander Monson
That’s it for now, actually.
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the least seriously
carrieabigstick:
poems: dude, you’re not even taking this seriously anymore. me: bitch, shut the fuck up before i delete you.
via daniel bailey
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barbs our barriers
Clearly. Nothing much is happening. Kids continue to wish. For snow. The rest. For something other than the possible. Something other than the fog. Settling as thorns. Frozen. On fences. Winter, in its subtlest arrival, barbs our barriers. Still. No one misses the ordinary. Not even the blackbirds. Just as no one, on either side, misses the end of the world.
- Daniele Pantano @ Verse Daily today.
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War wounds
There are at least three ways to fall without hurting yourself on roller skates.
In order of ability to quickly get back on your feet:
1. Like a baseball player (sliding one knee on the ground. done right, you barely stop at all and can just get up and go again)
2. Like a rockstar (sliding on both knees, air guitar)
3. Like a porn star (sliding on all fours, ass in the air)
The common element...
From the french passager which means "to pass by" →
I have been reading about the passenger pigeon, which reportedly roosted by the hundreds of thousands over areas of hundreds of miles in Wisconsin at one point. Martha, the last captive passenger…
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“In the study cognitive neuroscientist Marjolein Kammers of University College...”
– Scientific American
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Need to stop flailing my arms when I think I’m losing my balance.
ROLLERSKATES YES. ALSO METAPHOR YES.
Treatise on Fairies →
5. There is a fairy of syntax just as there is one of snow, one of chance, one of coincidence and encounters, one of freedom, one of scandal, and still another, of solitude.
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“Everyone in the world today
belongs to the age of deformity.”
– Mohja Kahf, E-mails from Scheherazad
“Because her laughter spurts through a blowhole in the top of her head and sprays...”
– David Mitchell, Cloud Atlas
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“We are all creative. The only thing we really have in this world is the ability...”
– Penelope Trunk
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Writing-related life goals: support other writers
* buy at least 1 journal per month
* buy at least 1 small press book per month
This month it was the “Alabama” issue of Caketrain and Matthew Zapruder’s “Come All Ye Ghosts.”
I am excited for them to arrive. Maybe I will buy more before February. This depends on my stack of to-read books-that-I-own and how frightened I get of it and when my holds become available...
Today I woke up and wanted to become a professor of dystopian literature.
Cloud Atlas is taking me to bleak, comforting places. It’s such a familiar story, but it’s always a little different.
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YES: SARAH, THIS ONE'S FOR YOU →
arianareines:
Sometimes when I think about all the pressure I put on myself not to say this stuff
It really surprises me that to be the several kinds of writer one must be at once it really must be as difficult as I make it be
But there you go.
So I’m leaving LA today and I’m going to say several things like
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“I’m already tired of a world without birds.”
– Brett Hendricks
The Rice Pudding & Beet Soup Writers Retreat
Day 2 includes french press coffee and lap cat to enhance meditative quality of light coming in front windows.
“all that gorgeous, pitiless song.”
– Rebecca Foust, Mom’s Canoe
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I think I might have some friends in common with this Madison woman who blogs at Your Ill-Fitting Overcoat, whose blog I don’t remember how I found, but which I love. Her latest post had me…
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“One of my chief critiques about the film is the use of mirrors, which is just so...”
– Lily Hoang on Black Swan
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“All I know is, when I read a poem that implies the speaker knows the answer to...”
– Matthew Zapruder
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Mysterious dull pain stewing in my “LLQ.” That is the lower left quadrant, in medical abdominal pain speak. I like speculating about what organs, exactly, are in that zone of tenderness….
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how Black Swan relates to poetry
she1: I’m still not quite satisfied with this poem in some way
she2: lol that’s how i felt about mine i think that is natural
she1: we’re not perfect until our poems grow feathers and swan legs AND THEN WE DIE
New poem, new endeavors →
My Brahe/Kepler poem is up on For Every Year today. Thanks to Crispin Best! Also I’m doing recreational level roller derby starting next weekend until I either break my legs or run out of…
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Dead fish follow dead birds to Arkansas →
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2011 so far: A circus, many naps, a night locked out of my apartment, 4 coffee spoons. Nearly everyone I went to the circus with left with a clever disguise. I saw a young man spin on…
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My fiction-writing friend Matt got engaged over Christmas. I e-mailed him when the news broke. I: “Congrats on the engagement, sir. Obviously I want to know when the wedding is, and can I throw…