Cami Park

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Shield your eyes

In Dream, Photography, Science on November 30, 2009 at 12:10 am

This manipulated photo shows the effects of sunlight on the health of the body.

Also, eggs

In How to, List, Poetry on November 29, 2009 at 7:29 pm

Tap to Crack

Brulees
Ice-covered snow
Emergency glass
Facades

Rope Nose

In Art, Poetry, Prose on November 28, 2009 at 5:53 am

West of Dodge Poem 58

Oh, souls

In Art, Music, Prose on November 24, 2009 at 12:23 am

Oh, what do you see, you souls!

Pulled off and cast aside

In Celebrity, Poetry, T-shirt on November 23, 2009 at 12:24 am

P.T. Anderson‘s Tee

I wish I were P.T.
Anderson‘s t-shirt so
I could know cool movie stars with
cool haircuts like John C. Reilly
and Adam Sandler, and sometimes,
maybe, I could get pulled
off and cast
aside by Fiona Apple.

I bet I wouldn’t even get
that sweaty,
most of the time.


B(alloons) flat

In Film, Music, Poetry on November 20, 2009 at 12:01 am

as i fly over this time
Thulani Davis

        for Dianne McIntyre

as i fly over this time
rising over only this
so much painted suffering
unseen grimaces and stares
among spruce greens
these few forests left
all of us trying to be alone
quiet and blind.
*
i see soldiers in bus stations
with colored names
polaroid shots
their girlfriends chew gum
smile wide
*
in all this silver of sky
like stars these wheels
car gears lampshades
electrical refuse
zen oiled and greased
the believers now so many
now so tired of the sad songs
the endless yearnings for war
and more and more
*
dumb cries i sigh
trying to get out of town
i am writing on the wall
it will be painted over
like all the songs
once outside
but as i fly over this time
*
dianne is dancing
touching the far reaches
leaping and teaching
she strokes and struts the air
none of us stumbles
or fears their lives
steel beams and rail tracks
strike an E-flat, B-flat, A
E-flat, B-flat, A
dianne is dancing
no one can handle the hostages
terror is abandoned
because of light
breaking in leaves
because the center is gone
we are still breathing
and the swing is our bodies

Fakes is fakes

In Confessional, Fashion, Philosophy on November 19, 2009 at 2:15 pm

Something I’m struggling with right now.

So much, so much

In Art, Confessional, Poetry on November 18, 2009 at 1:47 pm

Queer wing-ed

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Angela Simione, untitled (sisters 6)

It hurts me.

Easter Rabbit is here

In Art, Prose, Travel on November 17, 2009 at 3:09 pm

Viscerally exquisite. Publishing Genius has taken care to do justice to Christine Sajecki‘s amazing artwork for the cover, not to mention Joseph Young‘s words inside. Feels good, cool to the touch, nice raised lettering. This is a wonderful thing to own.

As I mentioned before, Adam Robinson has made a dare to read this book in one sitting– “whoever reads the 3,000 words in one sitting, can email me for a full refund. My thinking is that the stories satiate after reading three or four, overwhelm after seven or eight.” I’m taking him up on it now, 1:33 PM PST. Will post when finished.

I will post comments as I go, though not too directly about the texts, and I don’t want to spoilerize anyone.

“It was impossible to understand, the humid cloud of words.”

Wonder about extra credit for reading the same ones again and again.

Cartogram feels exactly like the best kind of travelling.

Oh, Light of No Understanding.

The Gossipers seems complete, perfect.

–Finished Easter Rabbit at 2:20 PM PST. Not sure what to say that does justice, that doesn’t seem trite, or flippant. Just that these writings do what art does, encompass the familiar, the emotion of everyday life fully and without artifice. A pan in the snow, a quarter on the back of a hand– I had no idea such things could make me feel so much.

Easter Rabbit also includes 2 more collections, Deep Falls and God Not Otherwise. I’m on to Deep Falls now.

Disclose/Agape together with Moses just blows me away.

–Finished Deep Falls. This is a cohesive place/relationship narrative paced in micros. Imagistic, harsh, lovely, all that. Really good.

God Not Otherwise

–Some certainties, with an interlude. Excellence.

and 5  lines about Baltimore as intense as the rest of the book combined.

Finis, 2:50 PM PST.



Coppi

In Celebrity, History, Photography on November 16, 2009 at 12:01 am

The Daily FaustoFausto, you are the only king left to us!