Sunday, October 31, 2010
Thursday, October 28, 2010
2 -0 lead by the Giants in World Series
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
It's been one week since my last confession and my friend I confess that I bombed out of the Twitter Poetry Party this weekend. That's right, I wasn't together enough to even virtually party. Ah! What does that say about me?
Ok, I managed to get in one tweet and between my problem remembering the hashtag and other distractions I finally gave up.
And hashtag? Anything that combines an edible dish and an apparatus of commerce is bound to give off confusing vibes. Am I inept at twitter? I'm not a pro, I'm not a twitter addict, but I don't think I have a big "L" on my forehead.
I've seen the feed of the party [click here] and it really had some interesting points. I've decided that it would be much easier to participate in on the computer than my Blackberry. That is if I can remember the hashtag.
Anyway it is an interesting concept and next time I confess I'll be prepared. I may even bring a virtual bottle of wine to to my laptop... or maybe a real bottle.
Sunday, October 24, 2010
I come here to speak poetry. It will always be in the grass. It will also be necessary to bend down to hear it. It will always be too simple to be discussed in assemblies. ~ Boris Pasternak
Saturday, October 23, 2010
This team of unlikelies is far from some of the power teams the Giants have put together in the past. It won so many games by 1 and 2 run margins that many have called Giants baseball this season Torture Ball.
The team only remotely resembles the team that broke camp at the end of spring training. Players have been shifted around the field and others acquired as the season went on. Players like Pat Burrell who was cut from another team mid season and thought he would be watching the rest of the season from home, but the Giants were interested and he became a great fit and was one of many players that kept the team competitive down the stretch.
These players have played their hearts out to get to this point and it would be so incredible to see them win it all in the World Series. I've cheered the Giants through the 1989 Quake Series they lost to Oakland and the 2002 California Series vs Anaheim that they heartbreakingly lost in game 7. I'm ready for a Giants World Series Championship team!
Friday, October 22, 2010
AUG 22- I was seated next to a woman / who knew what I was thinking / she knew everything and she knew / nothing of the way I fantasized / that she were a blot of lightening / and how she struck me / twice as improbable as / it was that I was / in electric convulsive / therapy for these things / that I think about/ when I have others / to indulge in my thoughts
AUG 27 - Writing last night was lackluster, but then I worked in an environment of distraction...
SEPT 2 - Today is the seventh anniversary of my blog
SEPT 6 - Any latitude given / to these stories / of headaches and tides / pushing and pulling / against each other / are provincial
SEPT 7 - I'm on the verge of a couple of different poems but still sifting out the specifics.
SEPT 11 - I put Shannon on a plane this morning and this is the anniversary of the 9/11 attacks...
SEPT 13 - I'm tired tonight and I'll admit a bit grouchy...
SEPT 26 - Yesterday my copy of Letters From the Emily Dickinson Room arrived... read through it in one sitting.
OCT 6 - Not all falls are without grace...
OCT 8 - Vacation day.. double platelet donation... Meghan texted me, she was donating platelets at the same time I was - this was cool!
OCT 12 - From here it's all academic / there is a darkness because there is / light -
OCT 16 - The Giants ended up winning 5 to 4. Yeah!
OCT 19- Giants win game 3 by a three to nothing score. gave up only three hits. Awesome game in San Francisco for the home fans. They lead the NLCS now 2 games to 1.
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Magpie Tales 37
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
I saw today on the Internet that we are supposed to have a spectacular stream of meteors, likely leftovers from Halley's Comet, streak across the night sky this week. I confess I am always interested in such phenomena but rarely get lucky enough to observe things like this in real life. I'm usually reduced to watching some video after the fact, but still find it interesting. For years we lived in the city where surrounding environmental factors like buildings, trees, night lighting all worked against me. Moving to a more suburban area with open fields on two sides of our property give better opportunity, but I still seldom see such things.
I mentioned the showers to my wife a while ago and she said, "feel free to go out and watch them on your own." I'm sure she hopes to be watching the back side of here eyelids. I may go check things out after while but I don't see myself staying out very long. Morning comes early... or so it seems. Maybe I'll get lucky... but I'm not counting on it.
The Giants returned to San Francisco and played their first home game of the NLCS this afternoon. They split the first two games on the road and won a great pitching game before the home fans - a 3 hitter shut out, 3-0. I truly have post season fever. The Giants bullpen has all grown beards down the stretch and the fans have a motto, "fear the beard" and I confess that in support of the team, I've started growing a beard too. I've had a beard in the late 1980's and 90's but ultimately grew tired of it and shaved it. I don't see myself keeping this past the World Series (assuming the Giants advance) otherwise it will come off sooner. The mustache however stays. I'm forbidden by my wife from shaving it. Seriously!
Well, it's nearly 11:00 and I'm going to take my pop and go outside briefly and see what the sky is like. Wish me luck!
Thanks for listening. Have a great week!
Sunday, October 17, 2010
If in the end, a poem can achieve this... can take the familiar and cause us to look at it and see something different, or in a different light... that is art... that is poetry!
Who Speaks To You! What person/persons has/have many profound quotations that speak to your core thoughts and belief systems?
Saturday, October 16, 2010
Here is Nic Sebastian reading my poem for Whale Sound: The Cousin
Another of her readings - the poem by Terresa Wellborn A Different Leaving. Terresa's words and Nic's voice... I love what this collaboration results in.
people I don’t even know
that pass me
that press me
that push me to the brink.
Day is my hell—
my holy hell.
I am safest with it
under my surveillance
at a distance.
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Monday, October 11, 2010
NEWARK — Greg Gillett and his wife, Mary Jo, have traveled from Michigan to New Jersey many times to attend the Geraldine R. Dodge Poetry Festival, but the event produced some pleasant surprises this year.
The festival moved to the New Jersey Performing Arts Center in Newark from Waterloo Village in Sussex County.
Despite the presence of four U.S. poets laureate, "there were fewer big names than other years," said Mary Jo Firth Gillett.
Yet the poetry teacher in the Detroit area said she found that a plus.
Saturday, October 09, 2010
- Imagine Hunger a thing of the past
- Imagine Forests rejuvenated
- Imagine Cancer cured
- Imagine Diabetes defeated
- Imagine Literacy an epidemic
- Imagine Wellness a way of life
- Imagine Knowledge universal
- Imagine a world Clear of Nuclear weapons
- Imagine Human Rights without a second thought
- Imagine A Song in Every Heart
- Imagine Living Life in Peace
Image: Salvatore Vuono / FreeDigitalPhotos.net
Friday, October 08, 2010
Wednesday, October 06, 2010
falls are without grace
it’s not all black and white
the lush green
and one day
we wake like the frog
in the pan on the stove
who only notices
he is cooked
too late to realize
summer has crossed
and we cheer
the cool afternoons
brushed with color
we plan weekend excursions
around watercolor scapes—
drive deep into their belly
and breathe the discolored air
crisp and thick
and over weeks
all this too
all will slowly
on streams of air
without a sound
to the ground
Tuesday, October 05, 2010
Yes, another week had come and gone since my last confession. I have number of things to offer in confession this week let me unload these sins now.
There is this sin called pride. This is one that I’ve often found confusing. Pride seems such a normal emotional experience related to what I generally regard as good things that happen. Your child brings home a good grade card – you feel really proud of your child. You get a poem accepted in a journal… you are beaming with pride. I felt a sense of pride in my favorite baseball team this weekend as they clinched the National League West championship.
The San Francisco Giants are not a team loaded with high payroll. They have a number of young players mixed with veterans most with little or no post season experience. They were not on most people’s radar for post season and at All- Star break they were barely above .500. Much of they year they were in second place, a position that alone raised many eyebrows. But they hung in and played good ball down the stretch. In August they had some tough times and their pitching staff went south. After a team meeting, September turned around and the pitching was among the best in baseball. Meanwhile, the Padres who spent something like 130-140 days in first place went into a tail spin, crashed and burned. The Giants took over first place, came off a road trip and swept the Diamondbacks three games at home and awaited the Padres to play the final three games of the season. On Friday, the fist of the three games the Giants needed just one win to clinch the Division. The Padres needed to sweep to tie and face a playoff. It took three games to put them away, but on the final game of the regular season, SF did just that and sent the Padres home with no post-season.
So I confess- yes, I’m proud of the Giants. I’m proud of my team. I know they are not the best team that San Francisco has ever assembled, and likely not the best team to reach post season, but they did, playing often above everyone else’s expectations. They many not win the NL pennant. If they do, the may not win the World Series, but I will be cheering them on as far as they can get and if they do, I will be crazy excited like a kid. Still, I confess I will remain proud of them whatever.
I have another sin to confess. I know all writers do this. They read something written by another writer and they say out loud, “Wow! I wanted to write that!” Of course, they can’t because now it has already been written. Ok, I guess they can and some do try it. It’s called plagiarizing. I think we all know that while it may not be in the Ten Commandments it is pretty much the single biggest Writer’s Commandment, “Thou Shall not Plagiarize” And though I have not, and will not plagiarize, I confess that upon reading Kelli Russell Agodon’s poem I Try to Plagiarize Moonlight, I did covet it.
Drumming. Yes, recently I have been guilty of the sin of drumming. While I played drums in band at school, I’ve been drumming a lot lately and not on drums, but on the top of my Quick Trip cup, the dash of the car at stop lights, etc. and this in annoying. So I’m told. I confess it really isn’t bothering me but apparently it is an annoyance to (some) others. I’m trying to do better.
Thanks for listening… everyone have a great week!