Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Apologies



"South Central Rain"
There are pieces of myself
that I would rather shelve away
or have cats lick clean
like bowl remnants,
loving unconditionally.
Olive drab,
your narrative is
precious to me.

"The evil that is in the world almost always
comes of ignorance, and good intentions may
do as much harm as malevolence if they
lack understanding." -Camus

Monday, June 28, 2010

Ship to Shore

Sag Harbor, NY is mentioned in Chapters 12, 13, 57 and 83 of Moby Dick. The whaling industry peaked in the 1840s, and John Steinbeck resided there from 1955 until his death in 1968.










Friday, June 25, 2010

Summer


I better not come back looking like a cooked lobster!

Thursday, June 24, 2010

S.M. Darling


"Ferrying"
Maps like deserts,
with shoes missing sprockets.
On rides towards foul kissed lines
and Great American Pastimes.
Across the fruited plain of sky,
waist gripped tight with thoughts
blinking on and off like firefly horizons,
Kept lit by hope and realizations
that people are fragile as robin's eggs.
That boy which hides inside, and makes me
want to cradle him, and tell him he's the world.
You are not an island, alone,
unless you choose.

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Lace


Sometimes things feel this intricate...

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Monday, June 21, 2010

Rabbit Island


"Wonder Wheelin'"
Pre-fourth fireworks leave
sulfur kisses on Coney horizons.
Black baby banana splits and Thriller claws.
Riding historic amusements
with jelly bones.
Delayed trains on scabies subway rides.
QT commuter tears.
Electric chair bbqs and men that
are sweeter than ice cream cakes.
Thank you, thank you cards.

Friday, June 18, 2010

Thursday, June 17, 2010

Daniel Storto

Quite premature to be thinking of "glove season," but Storto = talent.





He seems like a terrific person: http://www.dailycandy.com/online/video/fashion/80276/Undercover-Glover

http://www.nytimes.com/2009/10/22/fashion/22GLOVERSVILLE.html

Gloversville, NY!

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

William Morris



Rose, 1883

Jasmine, 1872

Honeysuckle, 1883

Tuesday, June 15, 2010



Cats & aprons.

Monday, June 14, 2010

Funicular Allegheny



"Picture Drive"
Hometown jetplane
to scale Mt. Washington,
While hand-holding in steel hills.
Haystack record shops
before bear claw bakeries,
Sandwiched between drug deals.
Meeting ancient cats with milk-blue eyes,
and unadulterated hospitality.
Childhood toys, dance-offs and
Teenage lists numbered by importance.
Historic arms and shared meals.
Four post beds and sun room shots.
Necktie OCD to rush towards
Non-existent Old Stone Churches.
Soccer naps before home friends.
Turquoise story circles.
Breakfast plane jamborees.
Sweetheart in steel.

Thursday, June 10, 2010

Happy National Iced Tea Day!

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

::yawn, stretch:: !!!

Sunday, June 6, 2010

Hot Time Blues


"Rainless"
The heat envelops, two by two,
Precautionary umbrella.
Cat paws are
wake-up alarms, early in the morning.
Laying low, as heat rises.
Renegade dogs with lolling tongues;
Rows of unnecessary wares.
Arepas and dead-end ice cream factories.
Sweat and Jellyfish blood.
Puerto Rican boxing bouts.
Love is, my love,
Understanding and Faith.
I got it covered.

*Rainy Pittsburgh, 1941.

Thursday, June 3, 2010

Lily of the Valley



Its scientific name, majalis or maialis, means "of or belonging to May."
In the "language of flowers", the lily of the valley signifies the return of happiness. Legend tells of the affection of a lily of the valley for a nightingale that did not come back to the woods until the flower bloomed in May.
Lily of the valley has been used for medicinal purposes. It is believed to strengthen memory, to restore speech and as a liquor smeared on the forehead and the back of the neck, to make one have good common sense. All parts of the plaint are considered poisonous, despite its alleged powers.

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Frocks

Dresses on the brain.



Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Sweetheart of the Rodeo


"Urban Beaches"
Memorial picnics and renegade shade.
Bicycles in lieu of sand.
Fixed gears and madras.
"Park-made" and people watching.
Teacup dogs in their natural habitat.
Faulty rods and window shows.
Bad timing and parasol cat-fishing.
Antique road shows on the last day of May,
with my Sweetheart of the Rodeo.