Thursday, October 30, 2014

My sister passed away this evening.  Amy, rest in peace.

Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Today I have been working on a song for my sister.  I have the lyrics down and have recorded a rough draft acappella version which I haven't been able to figure out how to post.  Am struggling with a guitar part to be added later.

Here are the lyrics:

Shadows Can’t Be Rehearsed
                                        
Syllables dissolve in
Syllables dissolve in
Syllables dissolve in words

Curtains fall
In the middle of things
In the middle of things
Curtains fall

Curtains fall
In the middle of things
In the middle of things
Curtains fall

Syllables dissolve in
Syllables dissolve in
Syllables dissolve in words

Curtains fall
In the middle of things
In the middle of things
Curtains fall

Curtains fall
In the middle of things
In the middle of things
Curtains fall

Syllables dissolve in
Syllables dissolve in
Syllables dissolve in

Curtains fall
In the middle of things
In the middle of things
Curtains fall

Curtains fall
In the middle of things
In the middle of things
Curtains fall


Syllables dissolve in
Syllables dissolve in
Curtains fall
Curtains fall

In the middle of things
In the middle of things
Curtains fall



Saturday, October 25, 2014

B's sleeping on the couch.  I'm listening to the blues(R. L. Burnside) and thinking about writing projects.

There are 3 book reviews I need to do.  I also need to get back on track with Appearances.  And I'm thinking about making a long poem through erasure of Hegels Phenomenology of Spirit.  

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Wednesday, October 22, 2014

A Tired Old Me

at the Garden of the Gods in Colorado Springs last week:



Literally breathtaking since at that altitude I had to catch my breath a couple of times.

Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Hibiscus blossom
on the kitchen floor.

Bespoke suit
of a known heterosexual.
Feeling tired and listless I googled myself and found this image of a pamphlet of mine from the  '70s:

http://www.divisionleap.com/pictures/18373.jpg

How abstract is that to just give the url.  It's in keeping with the work at that time though which was pretty abstract.  So...I don't even have a copy of the thing.  Wonder how it would look to me now.

I sent it to Guy Davenport back in the day.   He incisively critiqued it as being about, but not inhabiting, the subject matter.  That was a very useful response.



Monday, October 20, 2014

When my sister was in high school she was told that she had type 1 diabetes.  The diagnosing physician said that she wouldn't live past forty.  His cruel prediction would have come true but for a double organ transplant (pancreas and kidney).