Archive for May, 2004
What in the hell
I’m not sure what’s wrong with me. There seems to be something I can’t shake that’s stayed with me since yesterday. This feels like high school. When everything around you looks meaningless and grey. And there’s an ache in your chest, just below the throat. The feeling I have right now, I want to dig it out with either liquor…
The Saddest Music in the world
I’ve been down for part of the day, and it stuck with me after work. Justin had talked about going to see a Guy Maddin film, but I was so unmotivated that I wasn’t sure if I was even in the mood for that. We wandered over to Smoke Daddy, on Division, to meet up with Dave. I threw down…
History, Hug
I’m thinking a lot right now about a phrase Lucille Clifton offered last night. She kept stressing that humans, each and every one of us, are complex beings. And too often, we forget this. We dismiss it. Right now, I’m feeling sorry for the world. I worry about the world, about us. I’m wondering how many ways we can cause…
The Video
won’t you celebrate with me
by Lucille Clifton won’t you celebrate with mewhat i have shaped intoa kind of life? i had no model.born in babylonboth nonwhite and womanwhat did i see to be except myself?i made it uphere on this bridge betweenstarshine and clay,my one hand holding tightmy other hand; come celebratewith me that everydaysomething has tried to kill meand has failed.
Poetry Reading: Lucille Clifton
Attended a great reading tonight by Lucille Clifton. I’ve been a fan of her work ever since I picked up a collection of hers. And on looking on what I wrote that day… I found out something tonight. Clifton writes a lot in her head. And according to her, particularly for her early poems, she was busy tending to several…
Thank You, Stranger with the Umbrella
On my way to the reading tonight, I got caught outside in some pretty big downpours. With no umbrella. I was pretty lucky, and got to hide under some scaffolding along the way. And at one point, standing underneath the planks and trying to avoid the falling streams that fell through the cracks… this woman holding an umbrella offered to…
Whew!
Got home around midnight. Since this morning, I haven’t been home. With the addition of waking up early this morning, today has been one tremendously good, long, busy day!
Swing and a Miss
Taking a brief aside here. Around this time, I walk back to get another drink at the bar. Everyone’s crowded the stage and, when I try to get back to my spot… I wedge myself sort of halfway between two rows. Half behind one guy and sort of blocking the guy behind me, I decide to cut my losses and…
Happy 3rd Birthday, Found Magazine
Found Magazine celebrated its third birthday tonight, and had a small shindig at the Empty Bottle. I had met Jason a few times through chicago friends, and had actually first heard of Found some years back through some online friends (via infourm.com). Funny how these paths intertwine. It was hotter than shit in this place at first. But a few…
You Are Beautiful
Spotted a new one.
Lorenzo. I miss you. Love, Mel
Justin and I hung out at his place after work. We walked up to Division and Damen, dropped off some videos of his and picked up a six pack of beer. On the walk back, we happened across this sign: Later on in the night, I found out from Chris, Eric and Will that there were a good eight or…
Filter wins
I sat down and was looking to jot some notes down for a poem. I was reading a bit, but eventually got distracted by everything that was going on outside my window. So I ended up jotting down notes about what I saw, and watched the city instead. Looking out the window, I saw my neighborhood begin its day. I…
Wha? Who? Huh?
Apparently, I fell asleep last night on the couch. I was watching an old-school documentary on PBS comparing real, rarely seen animals in nature with supposed mythological creatures. Falling asleep to PBS documentaries is a rather pleasant experience, I must say. It’s the waking up that’s the odd part. When I checked the clock, it said 5:40 AM. Right now,…