Thinking about (ick!) Reality Television
I am Thomas. I am guest-blogging. If you know me at all, you know me from my comments here, and at Feministing and Mouse Words. This from Feministing. Now, we can all be adults and admit that we have each succumbed and watched some crappy reality television (though each of us probably secretly thinks that [...]
...read moreGuests, Ahoy!
I’ve enlisted several people to guestblog for me, most of whom participated in Open Blog Day last month. I’ll be in every now and then to post a poem, and of course, host the FRT and pictures of dear Pablo on Friday. Keep an eye out. We’ve got some killer voices on the way.
...read moreThere Once Was a Girl From Nantucket
In honor of National Poetry Month, I will PayPal five dollars to the first person that can turn this post into a limerick using the words “rectify” and “analysis.” AND, you have to make me laugh out loud. Not much of a challenge, or pay-off, but I’m feeling generous.
...read moreDead Celebrity Soulmate
It appears my dead celebrity soulmate is James Baldwin. I imagine we would get along very well except, you know, in the bedroom. Him being dead and gay and all. via Chaos Theory
...read moreRoots
I’m attempting to line up guestbloggers for the next week because of family concerns and project season coming to a head. May be travelling out of state to see the place of my family roots for one last time. I hope. Will probably continue poetry blogging because it’s my pet as of late. More later.
...read moreNPM: Sherman Alexie
Sherman Alexie is one of my favorite authors. His book “The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven” is one of the only books I’ve read that has made me cry openly in public. Heart-wrecking, wrenching sobs. Yes it was embarrassing, but totally worth it. This poem, “Reservation Love Song,” makes one think of simple [...]
...read moreNPM: Kim Addonizio
I love this poem like I love Edie in Desperate Housewives (and yes, I love Desperate Housewives). It’s everything a woman isn’t supposed to be: direct, demanding, and not a sexual object, but a sensual subject. Add a wee bit of bitter vulnerability, covered by pride. Damn good poem. I doubt this is the answer [...]
...read moreUnder Attack
At some point this evening, this blog was attacked by a dinosaur. Everything is now under control. Thank you for your concern.
...read morePersonality: Quick and Dirty
And now, a gratuitous exercise in self-(non)reflection. INTJ -The Mastermind Your Type is 40% Extroverted, 37% Observant, 68% Logical and 50% Structured You are more introverted than extroverted. You are more intuitive than observant, you are more thinking-based than feeling-based, and you prefer to have a plan rather than leaving things to chance. Your type [...]
...read moreNPM: Gwendolyn Brooks
I’m bored with politics. Perhaps it’s papaphobia. Today’s poet (since I’m apparently following National Poetry Month) is Gwendolyn Brooks, best known for her bluesy poem often featured in high school text books, “We Real Cool.” I love “The Bean Eaters” because of its quiet tone and use of subtle detail. They eat beans mostly, this [...]
...read moreSunday Reads
Tongue Untied: Big Red Monkey Bootie and Pornography Author Ian Kernan quotes from an article spoofing monkey porn, scientific research, and the ever looming gender question. Culture Kitchen: Does the Bible Make Me Look Fat in this Dress? A look at the body politic, tied to Terri Schiavo and the Christian religion. Whirled View: Anger [...]
...read moreNational Poetry Month
If I observed National Poetry Month properly, this blog would turn into all poems all the time. One of my favorite series is John Berryman’s Dream Songs, poems arranged around ordinary events, often spoken to and through an alter-ego named Mr. Bones. Although Berryman was considered part of the confessional movement, he scorned the idea [...]
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