Month: May 2003

Since I put a site meter on this blog, I noticed that lots of people come to look but don’t hang out here. There is one person, however, with an aol.com server who spends a long time here — like up to 45 minutes. Who are you?

I would like to make my audience happy. What sorts of things would induce you to stay here longer than a minute, aside from any sort of fresh posts?

I used to have a fantasy of performing as a sort of human jukebox, with a corrugated carton for a costume and a giant song list. I like the idea of accommodating to people’s specific desires. That’s kind of sexy, right? I suppose it would also be a way of showing off my musical prowess.

PROWESS! I love it. Don’t anyone steal that name for the poem blog I will soon set up in imitation of Kasey imitating Jordan.

Noticing that I love to say, “…but it’s more complex than that,” … if only to feel the web of intricacies branch out, intertwine, thicken.

An e-mail from someone telling me this is one of the few blogs he reads. Funny! This blog lately so fragmentary and un- (if not exactly anti-) intellectual I can’t imagine why anyone would read it.

Less and less interest in talking about poetry and poetics lately; more in talking about “other essentials of life.”

Sometimes Jordan’s posts are so adeptly mannered I want to… I don’t know… shake him or something. The thing about the peppercorns… made me almost palpably… jealous. And that Oharan thing next to it about chance encounters with other poets, too.

I think someone should do an anthology of poems & other writings about poets’ chance encounters with other poets. Doesn’t the genre well pre-date Ohara? Surely there must be something like that in Baudelaire’s prose. Coleridge wrote about encounters if not chance encounters. And Hazlitt! how could I forget Hazlitt? I seem to remember something in Rodefer’s first book … something about the grid of the city being like lines of energy that lead us to each other. Am I making this up? Will look it up later. But not actually sure I have the book!

For the utmost in utter lack of RIGOR and METHODOLOGY, try ULULATIONS!

What do other people do with their violence?

Question: why do emotions locate themselves in specific parts of the body? in particular, the nervous and respiratory systems?

No, now that i think of it, they are in the digestive and muscular systems too.

So…where are emotions in relation to the skeleton?

So many questions… like… why is theory necessary if we are going to die?

Can you theorize pain? Certainly. Why might it (not)be useful to do so?

TREES absolutely heavy with blossoms today.

Is the feminine fondness for anything pink and ruffled really a labial analogue?

or is it more complicated than that.

Are we bonobos? Or Mandarin ducks. Is the question.

Poet? or a character in a bodice-ripper? Jack asked.

Both, I replied.

Drew’s post on Matisse/Picasso totally kicks the podium.