Thursday, June 30, 2016

Notes at 105 degrees Fahrenheit


I’m assembling a book, and I"ll be posting as many images and prose pieces as new sequences  for  awhile, hoping to continue to blog on a Thursday/Saturday schedule.
  
Notes at 105 degrees Fahrenheit



ART:  BILL BISSETT (bill bissett) here’s an excerpt:

whats missing from my writing is total prais uv th
life uv th mind  what it can reseev  envisyun  create

imagine…

whats missing from my poetree  statements totalee
  in support uv free edukaysyun  guaranteed min
imum inkums 4 evreewun  lessnings uv th fetish uv
work n strengthening uv all yuunyuns  

(He’s in a league of his own. Such technique! Makes me want to cry. Here’s another example:  http://billbissett.com./html/bill_poetry_cooking.htm)


ART: DEF

“beauty able to transcend the circumstances of its making.” Jane Hirschfield


ART: G for GIACOMETTI
Giacometti made his stick-thin men out of metal. Thin men with small heads and thin arms and tiny spindly legs. Just bone. “I’m trying to get to nothing,” he told an interviewer.  “The more I take away, the closer to nothing I get.” If he’d lived long enough, Giacometti might have found a way to create a metal sculpture that didn’t exist. Giacometti said the bulk that remained became obscene. “Too much,” he said, “I’m looking for nothing. I want it to disappear, but the more I take away, the fatter it gets.” ----from The Book of Changes by Jack Remick


EXCERPTS FROM TWO REVIEWS

Doll Palace, by Sara Lippmann. I gave it a 3.90 on Amazon’s scale of 1 through LOVE

“I am no stranger to poor judgment,” says a character in one of these stories of contemporary life, and Doll Palace contains a lot of characters in a lot of different situations but she speaks for all of them. The book probably is too smart for me, but I’m going to say a few praises. Sara Lippmann turns modern American joylessness into an art form, using humor, satire, and an underlying goth sensibility combined with a brilliant sense of place and detail---that’s the dazzling part of the collection, the detail of everyday life at all ages and stages.

There’s a lot of young, smart mouth anomie, well heard in my imagination by her writing. Favorite story: the title piece “Doll Palace.” I also admired the writing technique in “Houseboy” and felt for him when in existential exasperation he asks: Where do I go? The whole world is cry.

Wishbone, by Priscilla Lee. This one got a 3.50

I was expecting more of the wacky whimsy that was Dream of Flying into Electric Beehives, but Wishbone is way different, a book of poems about coming of age, sweet and honest and authentic, an extended family and friends portrait, China to San Francisco (and some Maine mixed in). A set of three consecutive first lines, back to back to back home runs:

North Yarmouth: “an ordinary town of great sorrow.”
Rock n Roll Odyssey: “At night his penis is a small Cyclops, half-asleep,”
The Duckman at Redwood Shores: “Every day before the world falls apart,”

And there is some goofy humor (“My therapist, Amy, goes into a trance/and starts eating pistachios. She tells me/I was born to a woman attracted/ to shopping and meat ball recipes, and/my grandmother wonders if my kidneys grew in right.”) 


LARKIN

From “Aubade” :  I work all day, and get half-drunk at night.


ELDORET

Photographer – Derek Workman


Eldoret is a principal city in western Kenya. It is the capital and largest city in Uasin Gishu County. Lying south of the Cherangani Hills, the local elevation varies from about 2100 metres above sea level at the airport to more than 2700 metres in nearby areas (7000–9000 feet). The population was 289,380 in the 2009 census, and it is currently the fastest growing town in Kenya. It is also the second largest urban centre in midwestern Kenya after Nakuru and the fifth largest urban centre in the country.








Saturday, June 25, 2016

Because You Want It


NO NEED TO STAND

Said the strongman.


BECAUSE YOU WANT IT

I have it for you.


NO NO NO NO NO SIT

Don’t be in such a hurry.


IT JUST DROPPED

I heard it.
So now.


IF YOU’RE LIKE ME

Living does not come naturally.


LOSSED AND FOWN

At Radio City Music Hall.


THE SCAN SHOWED

A throbbing violin.


I LOOKED

And I looked and I looked.


ALL THE TIME

I get people asking me.


WHAT DOES IT MEAN TO BE HUMAN?

What does it mean to have emotions?
And those kinds of things.


DOOMED

To live.


HOOKED UP

To tow trucks.
And such.


ANY SCORE BELOW A 9

We consider to essentially be
A zero.


HOW’D I GET THIS FAR?

I owe it all to the seating chart.


TO WHERE IT SEEMS

There is only supernatural
And ultra.


HERE

Watch.


HUMMINGBIRDS

Riding little invisible motorcycles.


RUMORS OF ANGRY CHROME

Wild horses on the rise.


THOSE PREDISPOSED TO METRICS

Often miss the forest for the trend lines.
Some these people friends of mine.


THE NEIGHBORHOOD

School of music, taekwondo.
Coin laundry, medical marijuana.
Morning glory children’s development center.


THEY NAMED THE SEWER SYSTEM

Twitter.


MAHEEM

When we get home
You need to take the trash out.
And pull some weeds.


ROTTEN TOMATOES OR PAULINE KAEL

What difference does it make now?


VOWING

Two whole chickens.
Tortillas and salsa.


PLUS THE END OF WAR

Like whoosh.


POTS OF GOLD ARE ON THE WAY

I’m told.


QUE NO TIENE NADA

In the computer.


WHICH I DIDN’T KNOW

Reptiles are not morning people.


IN THE CAR THAT WAS YOU? OMG!!!

But why you was hiding?


Thursday, June 23, 2016

Jogging For Beginners (formerly Introduction to Jogging)


PUT YOUR RUNNING SHOES ON

We’re going to work up some heat.


RUFUS

Rufus come.


WHICH IS OK ONCE IN AWHILE

But not a steady diet.


YOU?

Where? Here?


YEAH WELL BECAUSE

Somebody had other ideas.


ON TOP OF

Networks and bundles.


WELL I MEAN

To be honest with you.


WHERE DID YOU?

Oh I see.


WILL’S UNCLE

Has season tickets.


NO MATTER WHICH

Whether you’re.


WE’RE PUTTING SOMETHING TOGETHER

Couple of days away from the kids.


I MEAN LOOK

He’s the one who keeps saying.


BECAUSE WHEN THEY

I.


THEN PLUS

Yeah no Shafali she.


WELL AND SO YEAH

When he said that I’m like well hmmm.


NOTHING TOO CRAZY

In terms of.


INSTEAD OF CEMENT

Stone.


NO, NOT EVERYBODY

I didn't.


SHE’S LIKE WHAT ARE YOU DOING

I’m like I don’t know.


OR ANYWHERE ELSE

At the moment.


I DIDN’T

And it hit me in the face.


SO ANYWAY

You probably think wow.


ALL ALONG

But I don’t know.


JUST BEFORE EUCLID

I should say.


THAT’S WHY WE WENT BACK TO HER

She did a good job remodeling the kids’ room.


WELL LET’S SEE UM

How did.


IF YOU CAN REALLY QUICKLY

Actually.


WAIT A MINUTE

I wonder.


WHICH BY THE WAY

The thing is with me.


AND LIKE I SAID

We talked a lot.


IF THERE ARE

I haven’t noticed.


HERS IS THE SAME THING

Yes.


I SHOULD HAVE

Some kind of.
Yeah.


THIS RIGHT HERE

This now.
You dream your whole life for this.


I’M ALL

Go ahead.


I’LL NEVER FORGET

He said "You got what it takes."
I'll never forget that.


RUFUS

Rufus.  Get over here.







Saturday, June 18, 2016

I'm Sitting There Going What?


DID YOU HEAR ABOUT

The guy who was killed
On the expressway
When a truck crossed over the median?
That was my dental hygienist’s
Sister-in-law’s boyfriend’s stepbrother.


WE DON’T HAVE ANY MORE VANILLA?

I thought I seen some.


I’M

Look.
You.
It's just.


MINIATURE HORSES?

No, they split up.


OR ANYONE

Or very few.
Or they learned it in school.


HE KEPT NOT PAYING

Not paying.
Not paying.


ONE IS NOW IN IRAN

Another in Vietnam.
And the third in Mexico.


BUT ANYWAY I PRETTY MUCH

I’m sitting there going what?


NO NO NO NO NO

That was.
Uh.
That was.


THERE’S A STORY BEHIND WHY

But I don’t feel like telling it.


I HAVE TO WATCH WHAT I PUT ON

But no.
That ointment?
Cleared it right up.


HI THERE

I’m sorry to bother you at work.
I was just so shocked.


IT’S BEAUTIFUL

That whole stretch.
In stretches.


THIRTY-FIVE MAYBE

Maybe.


IT BENDS

But yeah.


ANYWAY SO

No.


YEAH A LOT OF PEOPLE DO

I work with.


YOU CAN ALWAYS DELETE IT

But yeah.


THAT’S WHAT I WAS THINKING BECAUSE LIKE

You know what I could do on that is uh.


AND I DID

I made sure.


NO YOU KNOW WHAT?

Let me get a coffee.


LAST TIME I TALKED TO HIM

I go be careful.


OK SO UH

What I’m going to do is.


WHEN YOU HAVE KIDS

You know where the money goes.


AND I GUESS THEY ARE

But it’ll be three to four weeks.


NO, WE HAVE A WHOLE THING

Of cheese puffs at home.









Thursday, June 16, 2016

Moderation is Not My Bag


LOOKING AT MY REFLECTION

Mr. Potato Head
Is the correct answer!


PEACED OUT

From ornamental iron.


THREE CORE TENETS

Bail bonds.
Speedy cash.
Game show hugs and affections.


CAUGHT MYSELF LATELY

Rocking a Joseph Beuys hat.


MY NAME

Already a pseudonym.


ELECTRIC HOT ROD

Moderation is not my bag.
Or any portion thereof.


I LIKE THAT LITTLE ROAD

Between Antibes and Zagreb.


PASSING LAMBORGHINIS, MASERATIS, TESLAS

Passing trucks hauling Canadian meds.
I intuit the tiny accident this planet is.


YARD SALE OF DEATH

What’s your very best price?


MY FOLLOWERS

One in Equatorial Guinea.
One each in Tajikistan and Kazakhstan and Turkey.
Two in a Kuwaiti shelter for runaway maids.


OIL TANKERS PLOW

Wind turbines dance.


THE SHOOTOUT AT JADE GATE PASS

Missed it by twenty minutes.


NUCLEAR PLANT TOWERS

Regular. Plus. Supreme.


BOTERO’S

Love they chiskay.


JERUSALEM DONKEY DAYS

More than interactive!


MUSES
 
I have a good one in Tuscany.
The place above the cyclery.


PROFOUND EMOTIONS

Between 8 p.m. and 10 p.m. only.
No exceptions.


RICH AND SWEET

Designer clutch filled with molasses.


HI I HAVE A QUESTION

Why are you so beautiful?


YOU CAN COUNT ON ANGELS

In micro minis
For straight talk
And honest answers.


BABY GOT GIRLFRIEND

You all ludic.


CRAZED COMPORTMENT

Walking under a money shower.


LOVE

Terms and conditions apply.


THEY PUSHED THE ARMOIRE

In front of the door.
We’re wasting time with words.


SISTERS OF CELLOPHANE

One Night Only!


WHISPERING RAIN

A Cambodian trio.


CORMORANTS BUNGEE JUMPING

A guy and two gals.


BATTLEDORES AND SHUTTLECOCKS

Played on a bed dais.


KICKED IT SO HARD

Only the hot sauce was mild.


NO QUIT

In this muhfuh.


I’LL LET HER KNOW

She’s in Amsterdam now.





Saturday, June 11, 2016

Puppy Butt



BRANDED ENTERTAINMENT

Steer speaking to mesquite.
Beneath medallion clouds.


ANALYSTS CRUNCHING NUMBERS

Tires crunching gravel.
Saints crunching visions.


FIBER ARTS FESTIVAL

Or classic car and motorcycle show.
It don’t make us any difference.


SCHOOL ZONE

Drug free.
Gun free.


EXAGGERATED PATIO

A scrum of hummingbirds.
Thrumming and snorting.


MATURATION

Billy the Kid
William the Adult.


TIME CARDS

Are now arranged alphabetically.


HAPPY JACK’S

Super single wide clearance sale.


WARM REGARDS

Warmer regards.
Warmest regards.


REVOLUTIONARY

Triple action formula.


CROATIAN GUITARIST

In terms of really everything.


QUALIFYING EVENTS

Hospitalization.
Death.


SONYA AND YOLANDA

Weird how they are one person.


PUPPY BUTT

From day one.


IN THE CLOUD

Moms ride free.


FASHION EXPERT

And jumping horse groom.


MONTHS

Months and months and months.


ISLAM IN UGANDA

I know nothing about it.


BANKER

Banker’s son.


HAIRSTYLES FOR OVERACHIEVERS

Happiness happens here.


SEAN

Sean’s sister.


NATURE’S TRUTH

Con tarjeta.


HOMEMADE DESSERT

Just a little more special.


ORACLE FLATS

Find out why.
You can do it all.


CONCLUSION

The stuff on the farm.
And the sink.





Thursday, June 9, 2016

McHere, McThere, MacArthur

Beethoven was so deaf he thought he was painting. --- Walter Matthau


THANKS IN ADVANCE

For both humility and participated
Spiritual officially.


LIKE THIS IS LIKE

It’s one of those things that like.


GROUND TURKEY BEHAVIOR REVEALS 100% OF THE WORLD

You don't have to be at home, ironically.


WELL YES AND NO

I worry.


ALL THE TIME (INBOX)

Including 23 number 1 starts.
(18 and 19 in general).


IT KIND OF DAWNED ON ME

Wow that's crazy.


CHALLENGE 10 GIANT CHAOS

I am mainstream Facebook in social media.


HER PROFILE

I took that picture.


WAS PRIZE MACARTHUR

Was published a few books.


DID SOMEBODY TELL ME

I needed to experience this?
Or am I dreaming the whole thing?


THE PEOPLE THEY LOVE FOR ME

That kissy kissy birds.


I BELIEVE IT

I know.


BY REVERSE I AM TO SLAY WITH LOVE

A Kana man.


WHATEVER I CAN DO

Can I read The Castle?


THIS IS THE NEW HOTEL ON FOOT

You support the elevator, and I swear.


YEAH I’VE NEVER BEEN BEFORE

I’m super stoked.


WINDOW PINK, PRIVATE

Hearted neighborhood, cute.
Will extended double in time.


DEFINITELY

Quite thrilling.


PROBABLY IT IS THE CASE

Yoga and tanning.
Plastering, carpet, and electric.
Master chorale.
McHere, McThere.
Piercings, tattoos.
Se compran carros para el junke.
Open 7 day.


I WAS JUST GOING TO SAY

It is turning into this amazing I don't know.


AND ALWAYS

Is a bunch of birds with a son.
Six color wings and two wings red.


GROWING UP WE NEVER GOT

Opiates.


THE SINCERITY OF MY PLEASURE

Shortlisted.


BUT I’M SO BUMMED

I lost my new favorite lip gloss.


ALL THE STEM CLUMSY

She say we didn't know.


I HAVE A FUNNY FEELING

It’s all going to work out.


OK SHE SAY

I say yeah.
She say yeah.



Saturday, June 4, 2016

Reflections and Noodles

REFLECTIONS AND NOODLES

I’m 100 into minimalism and all the planets that it is a moon goddess to.

Not much fishable water anymore, however, and through the use of increasing by a high castle and beat, and also a few people that are of the panda, we’re most of us gravitational gamblers.

A puzzled lord winked at the frogs but gaffed their turgid advocates wardrobed in smoking cigars, thereby nullifying in-and-out privileges of the impoverished statuary. He’d been attracted to the pond in the first place because of the free parking.


CURRENTS EVENT

How did so many of my generation of Democrats (my first presidential vote was for George McGovern) suddenly become such old fogeys, sounding so frail and frightened. What happened?


FEMALE GNAT

After winning the silver medal for shot put, she rewarded herself with a lemon sugar scrub, rejuvenating full body micro crystal exfoliation, and butter massage with rich body butter. Who cares what these hoodlums think.


BY JOHN JEREMIAH SULLIVAN

“You came up pretty rough,” I said.
“Not really,” Darius said.  “Some people ain’t got hands and feet.”


WRITING

In a high rise office building, a young, fat, inattentive black janitor lackadaisically emptying trash cans is hailed by a hearing impaired white girl who hadn’t yet lost her baby fat: “Garbage man, garbage man, don’t forget me.” Later, wasting time at the desk of a smart, beautiful, flawlessly deep mocha skinned female supervisor the janitor complains about the white girl: “You hear what she call me?” The supervisor, supple and silky caramel skin on a body that won’t quit, looks at him, taking in with disdain the whole of his sloppy comportment says: “She just callin’ it like she see it.”

That’s the essence of writing, calling it like you see it, like you hear it and touch it and taste it and smell it. I’ve read a million other versions of something along the lines of “Make the reader feel the heat, don’t just report that it’s hot.”


WORLD SYSTEMS

Airy portapotties line the route as the ultra elite military unit caprioles invisibly in the occluding glimmer of the obverse parade--the distinction between civilians and soldiers is blurred--followed by six seafaring, six unrelated but concurrent, six consecrated, constipated susserating raptors mulching and molting confetti and feathers. Always a crowd favorite, world systems have talent.

“And in those days men shall look for death, but not find it, and they shall desire death, but death shall escape them.”  (from Revelation, Lattimore trans.)

Those days are now.


QUIT IT

I read a Nobel Prize (literature) winner snarking about Emily Dickinson having the opportunity to write full-time while she, the winner, had to work a 9-5 job. Well, my heart goes out to you, but that 9-5 “job” is teaching at the university level and I read another writer/teacher, a Pulitzer Prize (poetry) winner, extolling the life: “You get so much time in the academic world to think and to write...You need silence.  You need idle time.  You need windows to look out of and think.” Somebody punching a clock in the ivory tower?


THE POOR

I’m glad the poor we’ll always have with us.  They are the reason I live as well as I do. There’s money to be made in helping the poor.  If not for them, I wouldn’t be living any better than they are. I love the poor. I owe my home, my car, and my luxury vacations to the poor. Thank you, poor.


HOW OLD WAS YOU?

The first time you did it, how old was you?  How old was you the first time you smelled pineapple and hot cranberries? Or you attended your first intertribal powwow or when you realized you were different and different was going to be a tough sell? When you first heard the snappy chatter among sheets pinned to the clothesline and later slept in their crisp embrace? When you encountered Bohr’s demands of complementarity? Or had green chile. Or the time you wandered into the park-‘n’-ride jungle, the encampments of headless robots? Or the first time you caught yourself being the only one remaining in the theater, watching the credits? When your Sunday school teacher committed suicide or you got jumped for your Nikes or you heard your parents fight or saw lenticular clouds or felt the rush of air in the metro, oh and when you searched for a definition for doomed and seen your name, any of that, the first time, how old was you?


HEADLINE

At Least 9 Killed, 41 Shot In Mother`s Day Weekend Violence Across Chicago.


ROUND AND AROUND AND UP AND DOWN WE GO

Talk in the cafe is the low water levels at the nearby lakes. Music is “Let’s Twist Again.” Breakfast special is the California omelet. His daughter is taking classes. And my mom’s all like uh no. And I’ll see Jeff today and Meredith today too.


ROUGH MORNINGS

A masked ball advisory remains in effect as midnight dumps out into anxious dawn. I am a hungover hunter-gatherer who oughtn’t be left alone, breaking the surface of consciousness only to mind eddy like a riderless lawn mower doing donuts. The electric razor is fucking the coffee maker, who’s a screamer.

I can hear the kids congest the street with their bicycles and skateboards and scooters. Somebody’s edging in the back yard, probably my brother, and my mom’s probably thinning the fruit trees where finches study for their notary license exam during lunch and breaks, and grosbeaks tan by rubbing up against the apricots in the apricot trees. And my sister Daisy’s probably shooting hoops next door with her friend Bekka.

Is it my head or is my dad clubbering another sea lion pup that dropped out of the sky and landed on the roof and rolled off onto the patio of our three billion bedroom, two and a half billion bath home. A similar incident yesterday resulted in the swimming pool maintenance guy walking off the job.

The clothes came out of the dryer smoking their own lint. If Bekka was only like older by about five years.


CAREERIST

I wrote my “final” book a few years ago, and have written several since. I enjoy it. It’s like being posthumous without having to go to the trouble of being dead. 


MUSTER

Is what I call this excerpt from Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman.  If what I’m writing doesn’t pass, it doesn’t get promoted.

These are the thoughts of all men in all ages and lands, they are not
            original with me,
If they are not yours as much as mine they are nothing or next to
            nothing,
If they do not enclose everything they are next to nothing,
If they are not the riddle and the untying of the riddle they are
            nothing,
If they are not just as close as they are distant they are nothing.

This is the grass that grows wherever the land is and the water is,
This is the common air that bathes the globe.





Thursday, June 2, 2016

Bad Killa


WHAT A DAY

Everybody’s in town.


FLIP FLOPS

Ad infinitum.


IT’S ME

Bad Killa.


MY JOB IS TO ENTERTAIN

And we have lift-off!


FLUFFY’S OUT OF REHAB

She looks good.


SHE WENT TO HER APPOINTMENT TODAY

Her doctor declared her clinically dead.


HER A1C IS LIKE

Magic Mountain.


ONE OF THOSE LGBTQ

Types.


BUT FOR ME YEAH

I’d tap that.


SHE DOES THAT THING LIKE IT’S SO AMAZING

Two hands, no headgear.


TRENDING TODAY

Hot tamale.


OLD WHITE MALE

Biggest piece of shit on the planet.


OLD WHITE FEMALE

Next biggest.


THE PRESIDENT LARRY NIGGA

Yours too?


VIETNAMESE ICED COFFEE

#1 everywhere.


DID YOU HEAR THE ONE ABOUT

The guy with five penises?
His pants fit like a glove.


HIS SECOND CELLO CONCERTO IS LIKE

Getting hit with the ugly stick again.


NO BUT THIS PAIN THING

Is a serious problem.


I MEAN RIDE OVER

Press Esc or click anywhere to return.


BUT AS FAR AS THINGS EXPLODING GOES

Way better than it was.


HOLY WEEK

Snuck up on me this year.


I THOUGHT YOU LOOKED FAMILIAR

How’d those fajitas turn out for you?


COOL NAME

For a dog.


I JUST GOT HERE TOO

Have you guys met each other?


THE GUY IN FRONT

My manager.


MY CAREER

Not exactly Fabuloso.


THIS IS HOW HE SITS

Look.
Without his shirt.


YOU FLOWERY GRASSY

Ground hugger you.


YOU GET SIX MINUTES

Once you stop breathing.


LIKE I SAID

Yeah I know right?


MAKE THAT

Eastbound.


FOLKS IMA PEACE OUT

Sorry baby. Did I scare you?


BUT THIS NEXT GUY

What can I say?