like parting a curtain
to move inward toward
a separate union
quiet ecstasy
and sleep
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Friday, August 29, 2008
The Aesthetic Advantage of Smog
alteration of
magnetic fields can cause me
to lose my way home
space drenched in particles
matters (interacts) mechanically
pulling light through
me
magnetic fields can cause me
to lose my way home
space drenched in particles
matters (interacts) mechanically
pulling light through
me
Palin Hates Polar Bears
"But adding polar bears to the nation’s list of endangered species, as some are now proposing, should not be part of those efforts."
Blogged with the Flock Browser
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Monday, August 25, 2008
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Saturday, August 23, 2008
Friday, August 22, 2008
To Joy
This bright August
day's ending
delights eye
sunshine gifts
stilled
dazed
as each
shortened moment
imperceptible
its warmth delicious
blossoms joyful
light
delights I
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Mountain View
walking in the cemetery
today
I saw
a single
liquid
amber
leaf
red
on pavement
mid-August
and trees and grass
are
green
yet here and there
the signs of Autumn
await that
first crisp
call
today
I saw
a single
liquid
amber
leaf
red
on pavement
mid-August
and trees and grass
are
green
yet here and there
the signs of Autumn
await that
first crisp
call
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Monday, August 18, 2008
Gardens
slipping between loose boards
to peek in like Peter
or Mary
whatever hides there is
precious
strange
and all my own
to peek in like Peter
or Mary
whatever hides there is
precious
strange
and all my own
Sunday, August 17, 2008
In the Pink
Even in mid-August
the perfect rose
can bloom
looking clear and moist
amid the dust
and slowly fading leaves
and
my
soft
sighs
the perfect rose
can bloom
looking clear and moist
amid the dust
and slowly fading leaves
and
my
soft
sighs
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Friday, August 15, 2008
yael naim new soul clip
Not sure why these clips have moved from the page where they were posted (a date I now forget) to this page. Weird.
cannon variation 48 a string gayageum play 캐논 변주곡 48현 가야금 연주
Want to rekindle your love for a piece of music? Find a truly talented musician who comes to the music with a different perspective.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Monday, August 11, 2008
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Golden
looking back at the
smoky city sinking in
like hashish laden dreams
weary and languid
with desire
smoky city sinking in
like hashish laden dreams
weary and languid
with desire
Friday, August 08, 2008
Thursday, August 07, 2008
Wednesday, August 06, 2008
Tuesday, August 05, 2008
Monday, August 04, 2008
Light
we are unaware that summer is ending
days are warmer than before
and melons sweeter
but some trees cannot hold their leaves
and the roses bloom in bursts
from bud to blown in two days or one
the changing light
reveals the message
day is shorter
time to gather
goodnight
days are warmer than before
and melons sweeter
but some trees cannot hold their leaves
and the roses bloom in bursts
from bud to blown in two days or one
the changing light
reveals the message
day is shorter
time to gather
goodnight
Why Twitter Still Wins
Why Twitter Still Wins | chrisbrogan.com
My response:
I’ve just returned from a holiday in the Land of Enchantment, where I grew up. You have touched on something: community trumps interface. I liken Twitter (which has been practically unusable by me for several months) and other, prettier social networking tools to two communities in Santa Fe. The southside Guadalupe community has a long Hispano tradition. The neighborhood is home to workers and their families who have struggled and succeeded in remaining in Santa Fe as generation of their families have before them, despite poverty, rising cost of living (cost of living in Santa Fe is comparable to the Bay Area but wages are about half), and the ravages of drugs, crime, and poverty. The community is vibrant: a thriving arts community (many Hispano artists work in traditional styles and genres; recently a large statue of Our Lady of Guadalupe, an international artwork, combining artists from the Guadalupe community in Santa Fe and artists in Mexico, was brought to the neighborhood, with resulting fiestas and community excitement) is drawing gentrifiers to the neighborhood. Las Campanas, on the other hand, is a gorgeous planned and gated community: Jack Nicklaus golf courses, equestrian trails, spas, gyms, etc. But it’s not a community, despite the advertising. No one wants to go there to see or make art. I’ve driven past on my way to other places of interest; it’s not one of them.
My response:
I’ve just returned from a holiday in the Land of Enchantment, where I grew up. You have touched on something: community trumps interface. I liken Twitter (which has been practically unusable by me for several months) and other, prettier social networking tools to two communities in Santa Fe. The southside Guadalupe community has a long Hispano tradition. The neighborhood is home to workers and their families who have struggled and succeeded in remaining in Santa Fe as generation of their families have before them, despite poverty, rising cost of living (cost of living in Santa Fe is comparable to the Bay Area but wages are about half), and the ravages of drugs, crime, and poverty. The community is vibrant: a thriving arts community (many Hispano artists work in traditional styles and genres; recently a large statue of Our Lady of Guadalupe, an international artwork, combining artists from the Guadalupe community in Santa Fe and artists in Mexico, was brought to the neighborhood, with resulting fiestas and community excitement) is drawing gentrifiers to the neighborhood. Las Campanas, on the other hand, is a gorgeous planned and gated community: Jack Nicklaus golf courses, equestrian trails, spas, gyms, etc. But it’s not a community, despite the advertising. No one wants to go there to see or make art. I’ve driven past on my way to other places of interest; it’s not one of them.
“Before I built a wall I’d ask to know
What I was walling in or walling out,
And to whom I was like to give offence. “
Sunday, August 03, 2008
Remember
the milk
the appointment
your address
what we retain
through time
but not indefinitely
as your touch
through repetition
is there
faintly
on my skin
or
effortlessly
the tip
of
my
tongue
Saturday, August 02, 2008
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