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Jessica Rabbit

Mad Scientist

About Me

The people were gods and midgets and knew themselves mortal and so the midgets walked tall so as not to embarrass the gods and the gods crouched so as to make the small ones feel at home. And, after all, isn't that what life is about, the ability to go around back and come up inside other people's heads to look out at the damned fool miracle and say: "Oh, that's how you see it? Well, now, I must remember that."(Ray Bradbury)layout from starboo.com

My Interests

Books, Poetry, Sufism, Beowulf, Early Medieval texts, Latin, educational reform, editing, Tristan da Cunha, Harry Potter, opera, bluegrass, traveling to unfamiliar places, storms, Sweden, South Africa, Hawai'ian history and culture, Ancient Hebrew history and the study of Judaism, Catholic theology, comparative religious studies, yoga, pilates, semantics, Biblical exegesis, flossing

I'd like to meet:

...Someone who continually attempts to master that timeless phrase uttered by the oracle at Delphi...

Music:

church choir, Imogen Heap, Alexi Murdoch, The White Stripes, Nils Petter Molvaer, Kent, Dar Williams, Billy Joel, Cat Stevens, James Taylor, Aerosmith, liturgical and chant

Movies:

Out of Africa (1985); Truly, Madly, Deeply (1991); Doctor Zhivago (1965); Moulin Rouge (2001); The English Patient (1996); Once Upon a Time in the West (1968); Awakenings (1990), So I Married an Axe Murderer (1993)

Television:

NO.

Books:

Milan Kundera's The Unbearable Lightness of Being; the poetry of my buddy, Thomas Stearns; Samuel Menashe's books of poetry; James A. Michener's The Source; Boris Pasternak's Doctor Zhivago

Heroes:

Ray Bradbury, Ray Bradbury, Ray Bradbury, T.S. Eliot, Monsignor Sal Criscuolo of St. Patrick’s Church, and my high school English teacher, Karen McNally, who introduced me to Beowulf and my first earful of Middle English.

My Blog

Consumerist Love

My hand was a glove to warm your fingers My arm, a scarf for you to wrap tightly about your shoulders; My eyes, mirrors with which to gaze back at your own Reflection; My skin, your blanket; My knees,...
Posted by Jessica Rabbit on Mon, 09 Apr 2007 10:41:00 PST

Menashe

That something died in Me so soonThe beggar's bestIs lain to ruin.A fruit, once sweet,As of late Fraught; ate....
Posted by Jessica Rabbit on Mon, 09 Apr 2007 10:35:00 PST

Heorot

A week after you left The walls fell down around me I looked for signs of God's hand But Management slipped a notice under my door: "Renovation." If only my heart could be fixed so easily Our love, a...
Posted by Jessica Rabbit on Mon, 09 Apr 2007 10:28:00 PST

Why Grandma Had To Go Before

The most beautiful ventureIs always the hardest and longest trod,A lesson of perseverance,Born of an act of God.I think that I now understand why my grandmother had to die before her husband.She was n...
Posted by Jessica Rabbit on Mon, 09 Apr 2007 09:31:00 PST

Judas

Those months stretched thin the trustUnraveling like the rugUnder which you swept the dustOf your infidelity"I am who you say I am"A lie by any other nameWould smell as sweetAs the fishnet-dark strand...
Posted by Jessica Rabbit on Thu, 05 Apr 2007 05:01:00 PST

Nouveau

Tonight the air is cold in this room. I wear a sweater two times too large on these narrow shoulders; it is lint-balled and worn at the neck near the tag that boasts a barely perceptible label: "Nouv...
Posted by Jessica Rabbit on Sun, 25 Mar 2007 02:40:00 PST

Wanting To Die is No Easy Thing

Wanting to die is no easy thingThe living with these impulses,These orderings of seeminglySomeone else's life.The ones you see through the looking glassThat gaze into your reflectionFrom countless sla...
Posted by Jessica Rabbit on Sun, 25 Mar 2007 02:47:00 PST

Not Quite Summer

I saw the storm come and carry him away.  Moments before, the trees stood with their petals still intact, brazen in the sun.  The businessman sauntered smoothly along the pavement.  The...
Posted by Jessica Rabbit on Sun, 25 Mar 2007 02:37:00 PST

Subletting

Love: too piercing for his eyes to see.  Romance: too painful for her soul to bear.   My devotion had become iconoclastic,  I demonized the legalities of our coital agreement  ...
Posted by Jessica Rabbit on Sun, 25 Mar 2007 02:36:00 PST

June in July

Glimmerings of memories  Fairytales to sing  Promises to bring  And you no longer by my side   Through the pine, my eyes search softly gleaming  O'er the shore, I set my ...
Posted by Jessica Rabbit on Sun, 25 Mar 2007 02:37:00 PST