Wednesday, September 03, 2003

dingo ate my weblog in attempting to make a few changes to this site, I messed a lot of things up, and inadvertently dropped some old content as well (the june and july entries).  I'll get things fixed this week.  In the interim, I've been reading quite a bit of poetry.  Here's another that I liked a lot: The Whale in the Blue Washing Machine There are depths even in a household where a whale can live... His warm bulk swims from room to room, floating by on the stairway, searching the drafts, the cold currents of water and liberation. He comes to the surface hungry, sniffs at the table, and sinks, his wake rocking the chairs. His pulsebeat sounds at night when the washer spins and the dryer clanks on stray buttons... Alone in the kitchen darkness, looking through steamy windows at the streets draining away in fog; watching and listening for the wail of an unchained buoy, the steep fall of his wave. -- John Haines   11:40:23 AM