okay |
so that last one was a little melodramatic, nostalgic, over the top.i apologize. kind of.but tonight i must tell you of the thunder which came in the dark of the morning today and just as i was, i thi...
Posted by on Tue, 09 Jun 2009 23:51:00 GMT |
evening dreams |
slide by, slide by, full of symbols and mysteries and scenes i never quite imagine so explicitly in my waking life, but without my calling them they come to the top. display their little bit of though...
Posted by on Sun, 31 May 2009 19:01:00 GMT |
too much to tell |
i realize i have been negligent in my blogging for some time now, having started once or twice in the last month to relate one of the many wondrous and fantastical events of my life and failing to fin...
Posted by on Sat, 23 May 2009 01:27:00 GMT |
the lid is off |
of spring, i mean, in this northern clime, the wind is softening, ever so slightly, and those dwindling snow turds grow less unsightly by the day.and the days grow longer and new york city comes out...
Posted by on Sun, 08 Mar 2009 22:03:00 GMT |
under st mark's (kindness of strangers part two) |
it was bad luck - or more accurately, poor planning, which led me to arlene's grocery on saturday afternoon, stella in hand. i showed up expectantly for the afternoon open mic which i thought might be...
Posted by on Sun, 22 Feb 2009 22:33:00 GMT |
the kindness of strangers |
i thought it was friday we had plans, but turned out to be saturday - valentine's day - that we had a date to run around the city together, following a couple of oddity dj's with funny hair-do's and e...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Feb 2009 07:32:00 GMT |
a general theory of love |
i found the book a couple of weeks ago in a used bookshop called alabaster not far from union square. i had ended up there quite unintentionally, having aimed for the spring street stop and been deni...
Posted by on Sun, 18 Jan 2009 20:42:00 GMT |
break it |
when it's time to end something, how should it be done? i, for one, think a good smash is a great way to say it's over. not that an ending should be violent, but it should be utter, if it should be at...
Posted by on Tue, 30 Dec 2008 14:35:00 GMT |
sarasota, mon amour |
the weather has jumped tracks from winter florida to summer florida. the difference may be somewhat difficult to perceive to the untrained eye.my eye is trained, however, and i see the signs of this l...
Posted by on Sat, 05 Apr 2008 15:01:00 GMT |
born again |
mom came ten days ago, bearing daffodils from just down the road of the old arkansas homestead. they smelled of spring in a way that florida simply cannot reproduce without a little help. they glowed ...
Posted by on Mon, 24 Mar 2008 09:29:00 GMT |
