Archive for May, 2007

Signs that Might Be Omens Say I’m Going…

May 30, 2007

THOSE WORDS ARE FROM my second favorite James Taylor song (”fire and rain” takes the top tier), Fittingly, they are a song about returning to Carolina, which is precisely where I am headed in less than 48 hours. But rather than the oft-repeated chorus that gives “Carolina in My Mind” it’s name, and [...]

Some things that are inspiring (to me) and free (for everyone)!

May 28, 2007

1. Poems on the Underground…if you can’t take a ride on the Tube, and spot one of these treasures, you can always surf their sight, which includes streamed audio of poems read aloud…or buy a book or CD…whatever you fancy!
2. In Our Time Podcast at bbc.co.uk/radio4 provides informative discussions by academia’s leaders for [...]

What Will I Say When They Ask Me: "How Was London?"

May 28, 2007

IT IS THE SURREALITY OF THIS EXPERIENCE which permeates me now. I am in the library. Read: I am supposed to be studying. One more final exam on Thursday, and then it is homeward bound for me. (Don’t get me started on the idiocy of the English education system…I finished classes 2 months before my [...]

Fashionosophy(?): "one man’s trash is another man’s treasure."

May 27, 2007

THIS PIECE SHOULD BE SUBTITLED, ‘It is Possible to Look Cool in London for 1£ or Less.’ I am packing, and therefore recounting the many gifts that londontown has bestowed upon me, with her bounty of fashionistas and never-ending pine for the dapper, drag, hipster, goth, punk, hippie, intellectual-blase, femme-fatal….and every other fashion-defined character [...]

you are a being unto yourself, with whom i have fallen in love, London.

May 27, 2007

SINCE I SEEM UNABLE to steady myself in this process of leaving London after 5 months, I spent the last several hours packing furiously, and then combing through my notebooks, dislodging a couple of lost ideas for poems i had made note of, which you will find below. I am eager to hold the [...]

Watery Dreams of Brighton and Bath…

May 25, 2007

pictorial.

May 21, 2007

some black ‘n’ whites that’ve been burning a whole in my pocket.

May 20, 2007

a year and going strong

May 18, 2007

as it happens, the one-year anniversary of this blog was some 48 hours ago.
yay, me.

some collected poem fragments that I may never edit…

May 18, 2007

“Second-waver”
When they call out I unconsciouslySwing my hips. Even if they’re uglyOr only fourteen. Even if I professErudite aloofness, and cling tightlyTo feminist things. I’m a second-waverPerhaps, thinking hips, breasts, babiesAre a thing to sling on and champion.Creator of the free world, Iam.

“Cat Name”
Curl to the side, exhausted, sweat easing downOff [...]