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Friday, July 16, 2004

 

Tony's sidebar now gives everyone titles. Whee!

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I finally have worn a pair of jeans enough to get holes in them. They are holes of honor.

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Sigh. A day. Bad news on the health front from the land of Mark, but not too bad, hopefully. We'll know in a bit.

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Thursday, July 15, 2004

 

The Four Faced Liar has a website. Sort of. I'm just hoping that this anonymous constructo-void page won't be replaced by anything that involves spinning, blinking, disco-tec shamrocks.

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Another navy base poem . . .


The Admiral's House Has Wide Picture Windows

Roomed in the gorgeous house: sons as a waste of space.
Dad had those boys too late, self-important cocks akimbo
Always trying to nail the commodore's daughter, finally
Sent to private military schools after getting off scot-free
On dad's rank one-two-three many times, while base security
seethed. But what do you want? Them in the gorgeous house
and us in the concrete block homes, them with the beauty
queen moms and the wide picture windows that look out
on the sea, them with their Filipino houseboys attending
dad's three stars, it's too much and even the little girls
playing outside enlisted quarters can see it, squinting
into the heat and crash of a sunset with squadcars: those boys
won't amount to a pinch.

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For all you piratical poets out there, a visual history of pirate flags. Via Quiddity.

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Irony Number 45b: I don't drink due to religious belief, and yet the character I have created in an online game is currently smashed senseless.

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Today I found six bucks wedged between the pages of my notebook. I love hiding money from myself, and I love it even more when I don't remember I did it.

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Wednesday, July 14, 2004

 

The response to your votes! Democracy compels it! A poem about song-and-dance numbers and the Japanese Navy and how our navy doesn't have any song and dance numbers. The poem that has launched a thousand reflections, leading me to write eight navy base poems in two days. And more on the way...


The Recruiting Videos for the Japanese Navy Have Song-and-Dance Numbers


Big neon signs light up Tokyo. Wide-eyed cartoons
where everyone has fabulous hair. Commercials and game

shows that are nearly a war. The song-and-dance routine
on the foc'sle. The Japanese have got all that. We've got

Yosemite Sam painted on the wardroom wall. And the tomcats
On our decks go home to wives with mall bangs and

100-pound rottweilers, or to the sports bar out by the beach,
Next to Morale, Welfare & Rec, gleaming like a disco ball

In the coded beam of the lighthouse. But I don't think
They're dancing. Or singing. They ship out tomorrow and

well, someone's gotta be Japanese, yeah, but someone's
gotta fly the planes, too, and someone's gotta leave

these flyboys alone -- they're just playing pool and
the soundtrack from Top Gun, over and over again.

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Alack. My horoscope:

Scholars have decided that you probably don't exist at all, and are just a composite character based on several minor figures from the writings of George Sand.

Looks like I'm not going to be able to make it up to Boston for the poetry massacre. I opened up my wallet and metaphorical moths and gnats flew out. Sniff. Oh well.

I seriously have written like forty poems in the last two weeks. Ay de mi! And I need to send out submissions this week. Argh.

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Tuesday, July 13, 2004

 

Tricking my brain out of its linearity is the hardest part for me. I have to make up insane algorithms in order to write poetry that isn't just prose with line breaks. I stole Shafer 'n' Jen's idea of writing poems backward (last line first). It's working pretty good.

Writing poems in Spanish is also interesting, because my vocabulary has decreased exponentially over the last three year or so of my not speaking any Spanish at all. So my poems have a weird limitation to them. The only thing I have to watch out for is their Lorca-ization. References to gypsies, horses, oranges, and guns must be painstakingly excised. Once they invade, it is very hard to get them out.

I'm writing navy base poems at an amazing clip. Mostly this is because we have writing training today at work, which means it's just me, my legal pad, and 10,000 pounds of mind-crushing boredom. Therefore, I delve into my navy base childhood to keep my head from imploding. All around me are people nodding and looking interested in the presentation. How? Why? I know not, and must soon return for another three hours of writing training. Ye gods.

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Monday, July 12, 2004

 

The Poetics of Vice. 3 p.m. Sunday at the Four Faced Liar. Afterwards, I'll lecture you about how you're ruining your liver and lungs. But until then . . .

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My ideas for chapbooks are rapidly outpacing the time and inclination to write the poems to fill them. So, if you need an idea, I've got a surplus of them.

Tried a couple of different solutions to address the problem of black ink from the covers for Calamity rubbing off on your fingers and then on the pages of the chapbook while you read it. An artist's shellac did nada, so each cover will have a piece of acetate over it, allowing you to read the book without becoming an inky mess.

I will probably run a final edit of the two Calamity chapbooks in the next couple of weeks. Meantime, I'm also simultaneously working on three other chapbooks and a bunch of random poems.

Poem fatigue will probably set in soon. But this surfeit of energy and work is a lot better than writer's block.

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