Saturday, December 31, 2011
Thursday, December 29, 2011
More lists...because that is what seems to happen at the end of the year, beginning of the new year...people make lists. I always make lists, I love them.
Woody Guthrie's 1942 New Year's resolutions.
Johnny Cash's list.
#2 is a fav and makes me smile. #8 is also a winner - though mine might be listed as "do not worry" :-) What I love of course is the Notes section: "Not Write Notes."
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
and of course, this post would be incomplete if I did not include a favorite lyric, so here you go:
Monday, December 19, 2011
It's fast and cool as running water, the way we forget
the names of friends with whom we talked and talked
the long drives up and down the coast.
I say I love and I love and I love. However, the window
will not close. However, the hawk searches
for its nest after a storm. However, the discarded
nail longs to hide its nakedness inside the tire.
Somewhere in Cleveland or Tempe, a pillow
still smells like M_____'s hair.
In a bus station, a child is staring
at L____'s rabbit tattoo. I've bartered everything
to keep from doing my soul's paperwork.
Here is a partial list of artifacts:
mirror, belt, half-finished 1040 form (married, filing jointly), mateless walkie-talkie, two blonde eyelashes, set of acrylic paints with all the red and yellow used up, buck knife, dog collar, camping tent (sleeps two), slivers of cut-up credit cards, ashtray in the shape of a naked woman, pen with teeth marks, bottom half of two-piece bathing suit, pill bottles containing unfinished courses of antibiotics, bank statements with the account number blacked out, maps of London, maps of Dubuque, sweatshirts with the mascots of colleges I didn't attend, flash cards for Spanish verbs (querer, perder, olvidar), Canadian pocket change, fork with two tines pushed together.
Forgetfulness means to be full
of forgetting, like a glass
overflowing with cool water, though I'd always
thought of it as the empty pocket
where the hand finds
nothing: no keys, no ticket, no change.
One night, riding the train home from the city,
will I see a familiar face across from me? How many times
will I ask Is it you? before I realize
it's my own reflection in the window?
Friday, December 16, 2011
Let me tell you, the cast nailed it. The show was spectacular. There were no stops and I could not have asked for a better performance. But I will tell you the best part, the curtain call. Seeing the cast gleam with accomplishment was so amazing. Their joy was palpable.
I highly recommend seeing this incredible performance and amazing cast including Audra McDonald and Norm Lewis.
Then it was off to Kevin's favorite and NYC theater stalwart restaurant: Sardi's with great company and good food.
All in all, a great way to spend a Friday night.