Ouch! I realized today that I plum missed Confession Tuesday. On the upside, I took time out of work during my lunchour to make Ash Wednesday Mass so maybe I can have special dispensation.... Please!
Received a rejection letter from Rattle today but I won a poetry book, Dreaming in Darkness Jessica Kristie. Anxious to to read this book. Always love to be exposed to new poetry. I get a real rush from it.
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Monday, February 20, 2012
Magpie 105: Collision
image: epic mahoney
The future and history crash
in a flat lined hub of fiber optic nowhere.
The long gone party-lines,
core black telephones decried
iconic -pink princes phones
that came to link transient families,
translucent friends, truncated business
associates and cordial customers
in a national dialogue.
Colorful language went silent—
we pause to reflect
we pause to listen to what has become
a chorus of tapping finger tips
chipping finger nails
but void of human voice
of human color.
Our mind is left to add warmth
and pictures to text
and try to find the humanity
in the middle of everywhere.
Michael A. Wells
A few gems from Tom Leonard ‘100 Differences Between Poetry and Prose’
among my favorite:
· poetry is the subliminal history of linguistic shape
· poetry has four wheels, two wings and a pair of false teeth
· whoever heard of war & peace having the line as a unit of semantic yield
· the square root of poetry is an ever-evolving quark
· poetry is all the juicy bits in the juiciest order
· you can talk about prose without mentioning school
Sunday, February 19, 2012
The Poetry Brain
"Poetry is a different area if the brain [from prose] - much closer to music and mathematics." Margaret Atwood, BBC Radio 3, June 1995
Saturday, February 18, 2012
Crossroads Coffeehouse Reading Last Night
A thanks to the owners of the Crossroads Coffeehouse for
sponsoring the event. They plan to do it every third Friday.
Pat Burge on the left reading.
Magpie 104: To Be
She finds it exasperating
she has the duty
to be—
the plastic clown
the elastic
cheerleader
the Wal-Mart greeter
picking up the slack
the life coach
the mom
the wife
spiritual guru
on the scrapheap of life
Michael A. Wells
Friday, February 17, 2012
Finally Friday
A bit of an oddity to report - I went nearly two weeks without a Diet Coke but alas I had one last night. That's a really long time for me to abstain. It is a legitimate food group in my book.
Lot of ups and downs this week, and there is nothing metaphorical about that comment. Some grueling work days and some good stuff too. There was Valenine's Day. That evening - well, after midnight our time we got a call from our youngest daughter Meghan. To set the stage you need to realize that clear back to her high school days Meghan would always stop if she reallized it was 11:11 be it AM or PM and say, "11:11 Make a Wish." So a 11:11PM (her time) she is awaken by Brandon who tells her it's 11:11 and to make a wish. (I picture her as perhaps a we bit foggy as she is waking up... anyway, I'm sure her eyes popped wide open as he presented her with an engagement ring. How freek'n romantic is that! The guy has class.
I'm reading tonight at an open mic. I have no read in a while. I used to read publicly fairly frequently but not so much these days. Having been under the weather off and on these past three months - at times with incessent coughing, I'm a little nervous about tonight. I've been beter these past few days but even yesterday as I was ingagued in a lenthly meeting with a cliant my throat became a little horse and I was fighting back coughing sperts.
A mail bag note for the week: On Wednesday I received a cool Valentine from Kelli Agodon... The poet Pablo Neruda on the front... it was a cool picture and of course what poet would better represent the best of Valentine's day. Thank you Kell!
That's it for this morning... wish me good luck tonight!
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