happy birthday!
love, sweetheart!
August 5, 2022
Friday, August 5, 2022
WENDELL BERRY ~
Stay Home
I will wait here in the fields
to see how well the rain
brings on the grass.
In the labor of the fields
longer than a man's life
I am home. Don't come with me.
You stay home too.
I will be standing in the woods
where the old trees
move only with the wind
and then with gravity.
In the stillness of the trees
I am at home. Don't come with me.
You stay home too.
_______________
Wendell Berry
New Collected Poems
Counterpoint Press, 1980
Thursday, August 4, 2022
GRZEGORZ WROBLEWSKI ~
Isn't It Strange
Acid rain . . . On the wall
a picture of your long-deceased
cat.
Isn't it strange that every day
I pray to her
to return you to me.
Twin
He resembled me.
I held him up to my lips,
then threw him into the salty
water. He sank to the bottom.
I heard a giggle.
An invitation to play
together.
You and Me
It couldn't have worked out better.
I am with you without you.
I draw figures on the sand.
I breathe.
I wait.
I decay.
Boeing 737
We watched as it disappeared inside a gray cloud.
(We all would like to do something similar.)
Osaka
an eye.
Keep it,
just in
case.
______________________
Grzegorz Wroblewski
Zero Visibility
Phoneme Media, 2017
translated from the Polish by Piotr Gwiazda
Wednesday, August 3, 2022
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Sunday, July 31, 2022
Saturday, July 30, 2022
ART PEPPER `
"The first five-four tune ever written. I wrote it in
1950, way, way before "Take Five" came on the scene.
Unfortunately I went to the federal penitentiary right after that and
Paul Desmond and what's-his name went on ahead playing in the clubs
and all that, became big names, and I just sunk to the depths of zero."
A R T P E P P E R
Friday, July 29, 2022
Thursday, July 28, 2022
JAY WRIGHT ~
from Thirteen Quintets for Lois
Death arrives as the body's memory,
becomes expression and promissory
note in a generative relation.
Leibniz might point to an aberration,
or scout an asymmetric assumption
for a flowing body, transitory,
an occasion for light's authority.
In Mali, the owner of water finds
a stolen seed and the logic that binds
the mask to its event, depth of matter,
true signature and motive, the flatter
change in direction, all set to shatter
the indivisible and instant lines.
Logic brings no temper to these designs.
______________________
Jay Wright
Thirteen Quintets for Lois
Flood Editions 2021
Wednesday, July 27, 2022
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Friday, July 22, 2022
JULES SUPERVIELLE ~
Homesick for the Earth
One day we'll say 'The sun ruled then.
Don't you remember how it shone on the twigs,
on the old, as well as the wide-eyed young?
It knew how to make all things vivid
the second it alighted on them.
It could run just like the racehorse.
How can we forget the time we had on earth?
If we dropped a plate it clattered.
We'd look around like connoisseurs,
alert to the slightest nuance of the air,
knew if a friend was coming towards us.
We'd pick daffodils, collect pebbles, shells —
when we couldn't catch the smoke.
Now smoke is all we hold in our hands.'
________________________________
Jules Supervielle (1884-1960)
translated by Moniza Alvi
Thursday, July 21, 2022
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