Camping in Big Sur

We went camping for Rosh Hashanah.

Joost Swarte

I can't stop watching this

Buddies make the best art.

procrastination

poetry loop in my brain today

Ben Lerner, The Doppler Elegies

9-eyes.com

patriarchy lives within us all.

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This tape is building my world today. Good morning, Bo Diddley.

Why does the world have to be so fucking messed up?

Extraordinary Geraniums by Henri Cole

Eating a sugar sandwich, I sit at the kitchen table
admiring the geraniums outside the window,
their big heads as American as Martha Washington.
I grew them from seeds and now the leaves are frilly like genitalia.
After so many sunrises together, they almost have faces
with puffed out mouths and throats, and when night falls,
they mix glamour with the gutter, like Paris or Rome,
but in the morning, they're themselves again, as birds hover
in the distance --hunting on the wind, using their tails to equilibrate,
pushing their shoulders forward and back to rise and fall.
I love this backstroking, or up stroking,
which the sparrows use, too, when they fly right in front of my car.
Lately, my vision has been greying a little at the edges,
but these geraniums with their fragrant leaves
and this gritty sugar sandwich make me feel my whole body
and my whole mind superimposed at once.
It's the opposite of self-obliteration.
If I think Where am I? I immediately feel I am here!