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La Petite Exploratrice: Party at Jeanette's

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Wednesday, March 11, 2009. Last weekend I went to a party at Jeanette's place. Jeanette is from Nova Scotia, and she is a. At the university. It is a teaching job, and she teaches one of my classes along with a French professor (of course I haven't had that class for a month and half due to the strike, but that's another story). The party was delightful; great people and a great atmosphere made for a fun time had by all. Here I am with our lovely hostess, Jeanette. Sarah (England), and Sam. Spain), and me.

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a tin can full of teeth: April 2007

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A tin can full of teeth. Monday, April 9, 2007. I confess I haven't read anybody's responses in any detail yet. I guess the interaction part'll have to come later. Also, might I suggest Bloglines. For anybody who doesn't want to check everybody's blog everyday? In response to the in-class discussion of whether Shelley is- and I forget the words people were using to describe him- elitist: um, yeah? It runs with the poetic (naturally exclusive? I posed those as questions because-? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).

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Spoonful of Lightning Bugs: December 2007

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Spoonful of Lightning Bugs. Monday, December 31, 2007. I met an old man who tied a string around his johnson during church services to keep from pissing himself. He wore thick glasses and short-sleeved button down shirts. His jeans made his ass bubble out behind him. I think he wanted to have sex with me. Maybe. Anyway so she wouldn’t be embarrassed. I read one of her short stories. It was about the Ku Klux Klan. She said it was real. I write truth in pretty boxes and call it make believe. Teach me y...

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Clarity in Vision

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Sunday, March 1, 2009. So much is about the packaging. I want you to know that i want. You to believe in yourself to not. Need me or anyone else and to. Not feel alone or like anyone's gunna. Leave you or not have breakfast = let's face it. There's always gunnabe breakfast even it it's just the sun. And a broken egg yolk in a pan with some t.v. I want to know about your dehydrated fountain bed that you stood. Locked above in your prison. I saw your self frozen in time and lost. Labels: something about it.

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Clarity in Vision: community involvement

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Saturday, February 28, 2009. Bars = does structure lead to openess? In my survey yes, structure to climb and papers passing through black space between bars, once, twice and a third with a rabbit. Given structure language poets respond with dramatic openess: RAdical Praxis within structure: as in words floating through space and syntax, a perpetual motion machine. Thanks, thats all for today - i'll have to organize somemore. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Gossip as an art form. Lost in the Frame.

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Clarity in Vision: March 2009

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Sunday, March 1, 2009. So glad this isn't current gossip. I guess i always see that jail scene. Where she's wearing the A on her chest. And then they hang her in the park or atleast. Throw stones at her worn out tattered clothing it. Doesn't even hold a body anymore it. Only shreads of doing the right thing and. So glad this isn't current gossip. Woo hoo exclamations and ectasy. Every happy facet in life and pitter patter. Rabbit feet on a trail to some desolation peak. So much is about the packaging.

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Spoonful of Lightning Bugs: To Make Closer the Sound of One-Plus-One

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Spoonful of Lightning Bugs. Friday, January 9, 2009. To Make Closer the Sound of One-Plus-One. I wanted you to be there too. In the dark winter streets with the candles in the windows and the ice on the lamps and the still still still of the empty stones. We were shooting jars of beans and crouching low against the wind and my child-fingers left cold marks on your arm. We filled our cups of tea too full and laughed in side-long ways with drowning eyes, and I hoped it was not enough for you. Bryan Coffelt...

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Spoonful of Lightning Bugs: April 2008

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Spoonful of Lightning Bugs. Wednesday, April 16, 2008. I am terribly behind. I do, however, plan to finish my thirty days worth of National Poetry Writing Month poems. I simply won't be finishing them in April. It's been very busy. Good things have been happening. Friday, April 4, 2008. NaPoWriMo - Day 3. How Sarah Was Before and After. Move these feet in something like closeness. Sarah could do this. Before she was Suzanne she was Sarah, and she remembered the softness of her grandmother’s arm. Store th...