Friday, December 25, 2009
Thursday, December 24, 2009
In The City of Light -- A Larry Levis Poem
This poem has been on my mind lately. I can't shake it. So here it is. An old favorite, read anew.
LARRY LEVIS
In the City of Light
The last thing my father did for me
Was map a way: he died, & so
Made death possible. If he could do it, I
Will also, someday, be so honored. Once,
At night, I walked through the lit streets
Of New York, from the Gramercy Park Hotel
Up Lexington & at that hour, alone,
I stopped hearing traffic, voices, the racket
Of spring wind lifting a newspaper high
Above the lights. The streets wet,
And shining. No sounds. Once,
When I saw my son be born, I thought
How loud this world must be to him, how final.
That night, out of respect for someone missing,
I stopped listening to it.
Out of respect for someone missing,
I have to say
This isn’t the whole story.
The fact is, I was still in love.
My father died, & I was still in love. I know
It’s in bad taste to say it quite this way. Tell me,
How would you say it?
The story goes: wanting to be alone & wanting
The easy loneliness of travelers,
I said good-bye in an airport & flew west.
It happened otherwise.
And where I’d held her close to me,
My skin felt raw, & flayed.
Descending, I looked down at light lacquering fields
Of pale vines, & small towns, each
With a water tower; then the shadows of wings;
Then nothing.
My only advice is not to go away.
Or, go away. Most
Of my decisions have been wrong.
When I wake, I lift cold water
To my face. I close my eyes.
A body wishes to be held, & held, & what
Can you do about that?
Because there are faces I might never see again,
There are two things I want to remember
About light, & what it does to us.
Her bright, green eyes at an airport—how they widened
As if in disbelief;
And my father opening the gate: a lit, & silent
City.
LARRY LEVIS
In the City of Light
The last thing my father did for me
Was map a way: he died, & so
Made death possible. If he could do it, I
Will also, someday, be so honored. Once,
At night, I walked through the lit streets
Of New York, from the Gramercy Park Hotel
Up Lexington & at that hour, alone,
I stopped hearing traffic, voices, the racket
Of spring wind lifting a newspaper high
Above the lights. The streets wet,
And shining. No sounds. Once,
When I saw my son be born, I thought
How loud this world must be to him, how final.
That night, out of respect for someone missing,
I stopped listening to it.
Out of respect for someone missing,
I have to say
This isn’t the whole story.
The fact is, I was still in love.
My father died, & I was still in love. I know
It’s in bad taste to say it quite this way. Tell me,
How would you say it?
The story goes: wanting to be alone & wanting
The easy loneliness of travelers,
I said good-bye in an airport & flew west.
It happened otherwise.
And where I’d held her close to me,
My skin felt raw, & flayed.
Descending, I looked down at light lacquering fields
Of pale vines, & small towns, each
With a water tower; then the shadows of wings;
Then nothing.
My only advice is not to go away.
Or, go away. Most
Of my decisions have been wrong.
When I wake, I lift cold water
To my face. I close my eyes.
A body wishes to be held, & held, & what
Can you do about that?
Because there are faces I might never see again,
There are two things I want to remember
About light, & what it does to us.
Her bright, green eyes at an airport—how they widened
As if in disbelief;
And my father opening the gate: a lit, & silent
City.
Monday, December 7, 2009
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Soundtracks Make Amazing Mix Tapes 1
Yes, This is the New Moon soundtrack. Nerdy? Probably. Totally enjoyable? Heck yes!! This is on repeat during my workday these days. Sigh... no need to make a holiday mix. Here it is.
1. DEATH CAB FOR CUTIE – MEET ME ON THE EQUINOX
2. BAND OF SKULLS – FRIENDS
3. THOM YORKE – HEARING DAMAGE
4. LYKKE LI – POSSIBILITY
5. THE KILLERS – A WHITE DEMON LOVE SONG
6. ANYA MARINA – SATELLITE HEART
7. MUSE – I BELONG TO YOU (NEW MOON REMIX)
8. BON IVER & ST. VINCENT – ROSYLN
9. BLACK REBEL MOTORCYCLE CLUB – DONE ALL WRONG
10. HURRICANE BELLS – MONSTERS
11. SEA WOLF – THE VIOLET HOUR
12. OK GO – SHOOTING THE MOON
13. GRIZZLY BEAR WITH VICTORIA LEGRAND – SLOW LIFE
14. EDITORS – NO SOUND BUT THE WIND
15. ALEXANDRE DESPLAT – NEW MOON (THE MEADOW)
1. DEATH CAB FOR CUTIE – MEET ME ON THE EQUINOX
2. BAND OF SKULLS – FRIENDS
3. THOM YORKE – HEARING DAMAGE
4. LYKKE LI – POSSIBILITY
5. THE KILLERS – A WHITE DEMON LOVE SONG
6. ANYA MARINA – SATELLITE HEART
7. MUSE – I BELONG TO YOU (NEW MOON REMIX)
8. BON IVER & ST. VINCENT – ROSYLN
9. BLACK REBEL MOTORCYCLE CLUB – DONE ALL WRONG
10. HURRICANE BELLS – MONSTERS
11. SEA WOLF – THE VIOLET HOUR
12. OK GO – SHOOTING THE MOON
13. GRIZZLY BEAR WITH VICTORIA LEGRAND – SLOW LIFE
14. EDITORS – NO SOUND BUT THE WIND
15. ALEXANDRE DESPLAT – NEW MOON (THE MEADOW)
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Ben Moon Photography
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Richard Avedon in SF
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Hufnagel Cycles Cute New Caps
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Love, Kickstand
The Pen Story on Vimeo
The PEN Story from PENStory on Vimeo.
I think this is fantastic. I happen to use a cannon digital elph, but it's not really about the ad part of the message for me. It's just a beautiful slice of life.Monday, November 9, 2009
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The 35 Manliest Mustaches of all Time
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Sweet Images from James Mustico
James Mustico is super smart and creative. This is where he posts images. He is one to watch.
Friday, August 7, 2009
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
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Thursday, April 9, 2009
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Blowing it
At least I'm not responsible for this.
I have been blowing it lately. No posting, no updating, no fun. I think I'm pouting because I don't consider my blog to be pretty, from an aesthetic, design layout type of perspective. I'm lacking the patience necessary to make it look lovely, which is sad. Either a talented, creative friend will take pity on me, or I will rally and motivate to figure this out, or my blog will keep its plain jane appearance. Either way, I vow to neglect it less and post more.
I have been blowing it lately. No posting, no updating, no fun. I think I'm pouting because I don't consider my blog to be pretty, from an aesthetic, design layout type of perspective. I'm lacking the patience necessary to make it look lovely, which is sad. Either a talented, creative friend will take pity on me, or I will rally and motivate to figure this out, or my blog will keep its plain jane appearance. Either way, I vow to neglect it less and post more.
Monday, March 2, 2009
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Utah Demo Deux
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
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