August 2011
1 post
“what else, when chaos draws all forces inward to shape a single leaf?”
– conrad aiken
July 2011
3 posts
“and i said i know it well. that secret that you know. that you don’t know...”
– bon iver
“when we had learned to go the harrowed way”
April 2009
20 posts
lake inferior: another crazy good band from here →
lafcadio: an amazing band from chapel hill →
blindsight
it starts with an injury to the brain, the gray soft
of your visual cortex shriveling a little under some stress
like a plastic bottle in the fire. then a slice of the world
disappears, or becomes shut to you. then the man comes
in, wearing his tile-white coat - maybe he’s a doctor,
or maybe a scientist; maybe he’s a chef - he could be anything. He thrusts
an illustrated card...
“how strange and awful it seemed to stand naked under the sky! how delicious! she...”
– kate chopin: the awakening
cliché poem
evening is in the sky, clouds fluffed on and across,
mirrored in the lake
but distorted, blurred:
bending a little with the water
whenever something moves underneath.
and then the moon like a pearl
behind a sheet of wax paper.
and then I feel
the tickling on my neck:
those intricate,
closed-mouth kisses.
they might have been carved out of wax,
because they softened under the heat of my own.
...
“let’s bury ourselves, and go haunt someone tonight”
– band of horses
