High as a flag on the Fourth of July
I am sleeping like hell these days. Nevertheless—
1. My poem "In the Firebird Museum" has been accepted by Stone Telling. It's one of the poems I don't feel I can take any credit for; it showed up in my head all of a piece when I went to take a shower after finishing a completely different poem for someone else. Considering it reminded me of
rose_lemberg as soon as I'd written it, I think it's gone to the right home.
2. My poem "Ortygia to Trimountaine" has been accepted by The Cascadia Subduction Zone. I've been reading them for the last couple of issues, but they are a new market for me. The poem is what happens when Boston history crashes into Sicilian myth in my head late at night.
3. One of the books I have missed since college is Jon Solomon's The Ancient World in the Cinema, which I lent out in a moment of enthusiasm and never saw again. Dean brought me a copy on Friday. The second edition, revised and expanded. I have seen so many more of its films now—Cocteau's Orphée, Pasolini's Medea, The Fall of the Roman Empire—than I had when I bought it originally from whichever used book store, probably now deceased. Then we went to Houghton Library and looked at the zoological illustrations of Edward Lear. The man drew some lovely parrots.
4. Three copies of a poster arrived this afternoon from the Ottawa Storytellers' Odyssey Project: my poem "Leukothea's Odyssey 6," beautifully illustrated in black-and-white. It was one of their Kickstarter incentives. I am bad about framing things—I had a poster carefully rolled up on one of my shelves for three years before I finally dealt with it this spring and I still haven't hung it anywhere—but I am going to have to make an exception for these.
5. A mysterious benefactor sent me a DVD of Captain America (2012) in the mail, labeled in strongly marked letters "DISCOUNT BIN." I have no excuse not to write about that film now.
It's late enough in the afternoon that the nearest swathe of sunlight looks like a good reason to sleep, but I have to wake up in time to see Gojira (1954) with
derspatchel at the Coolidge Corner Theatre. I have been cleaning a lot of things lately. I'm looking at more of the same tomorrow. There has been fun with spiders and that's no fun at all. The bright spots, however, these days are very bright.
1. My poem "In the Firebird Museum" has been accepted by Stone Telling. It's one of the poems I don't feel I can take any credit for; it showed up in my head all of a piece when I went to take a shower after finishing a completely different poem for someone else. Considering it reminded me of
2. My poem "Ortygia to Trimountaine" has been accepted by The Cascadia Subduction Zone. I've been reading them for the last couple of issues, but they are a new market for me. The poem is what happens when Boston history crashes into Sicilian myth in my head late at night.
3. One of the books I have missed since college is Jon Solomon's The Ancient World in the Cinema, which I lent out in a moment of enthusiasm and never saw again. Dean brought me a copy on Friday. The second edition, revised and expanded. I have seen so many more of its films now—Cocteau's Orphée, Pasolini's Medea, The Fall of the Roman Empire—than I had when I bought it originally from whichever used book store, probably now deceased. Then we went to Houghton Library and looked at the zoological illustrations of Edward Lear. The man drew some lovely parrots.
4. Three copies of a poster arrived this afternoon from the Ottawa Storytellers' Odyssey Project: my poem "Leukothea's Odyssey 6," beautifully illustrated in black-and-white. It was one of their Kickstarter incentives. I am bad about framing things—I had a poster carefully rolled up on one of my shelves for three years before I finally dealt with it this spring and I still haven't hung it anywhere—but I am going to have to make an exception for these.
5. A mysterious benefactor sent me a DVD of Captain America (2012) in the mail, labeled in strongly marked letters "DISCOUNT BIN." I have no excuse not to write about that film now.
It's late enough in the afternoon that the nearest swathe of sunlight looks like a good reason to sleep, but I have to wake up in time to see Gojira (1954) with

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Congrats on the poems.
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He began his career as a draughtsman of natural history, painting and sketching. He also did some terrific pen-and-ink landscapes, of which they showed only a few near the end of the exhibit; I'd love to see someone at the library put together a collection of his travel work next.
Congrats on the poems.
Thank you!
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In the same half-hour! Thank you!
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Thanks!
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You inspired it!
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Well, I'm well satisfied!
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I admit it's not the catchiest . . .
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How fun to see Gojira in a theatre. I've only ever seen it on TV.
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Thank you!
How fun to see Gojira in a theatre. I've only ever seen it on TV.
Well, I didn't see it in a theater tonight. But I will someday.
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Thank you!
We shall be TOC-mates for Stone Telling.
I can live with that.
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Lear's parrots are quite something, aren't they?
*fun with spiders*
Sympathies. Also, shudders.
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Thank you!
Lear's parrots are quite something, aren't they?
I'd never seen any of his non-nonsense work. I'd like to see more!
Sympathies. Also, shudders.
I am actually quite fine with spiders qua spiders. Cleaning them off of everything, the romance wears off fast. I could also have done without the bites.
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We may be ToC mates in The Cascadia Subduction Zone; they just accepted my translation into English of a poem by Care Santos.
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Thank you!
We may be ToC mates in The Cascadia Subduction Zone; they just accepted my translation into English of a poem by Care Santos.
I would not mind at all.
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Congratulations on the acceptances!
The man drew some lovely parrots.
Indeed. I'd no idea. Thanks so much for sharing the link. I'll be passing this on to my mother and others.
I hope Gojira pleases you. I wish you restful sleep and a lack of spiders.
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Thank you!
Indeed. I'd no idea. Thanks so much for sharing the link. I'll be passing this on to my mother and others.
He draws a nice hedgehog, too, but I couldn't find that as readily online.
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Very much! Thank you again for asking me to be a part of the project!
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He did indeed; he was hailed as the second coming of Audubon when he was nineteen. I'd had no idea.
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labeled in strongly marked letters "DISCOUNT BIN."
*snorfle* The universe has a good sense of humour.
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Thank you!
(And I am very glad you like anything of mine with stars.)
The universe has a good sense of humour.
I approved.
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Thank you!
Any chance you might take a picture of the poster and post it?
Apparently you can see it here!
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Also, I hop eyou had a great time at Gojira. Have you seen it before? Always kind of a surprise both how good it is and how serious a film it is if you're just familiar with sillier parts of the franchise.
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I recommend it! The descriptions can verge on the overwritten (as in, I would delete some of those adverbs), but they are always entertaining to read and the discussion is great. Dean got this copy from Raven Used Books, so I'd look there in case it surfaces again.
Also, I hope you had a great time at Gojira. Have you seen it before?
Alas, I didn't see it last night, but I'm going to! I've never seen the original Japanese version and it has always sounded amazing to me.
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This is excellent.
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I like bright spots.