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February 7th, 2005

My pen is from Dillons.

Just needed an "ink pen," as they used to call 'em on the Sho', despite the fact that in that part of the country "pen" and "pin" are already pronounced differently, so the qualifier's not really necessary. Reached into desk & pulled one out; it is from Dillons, which means it came from Kansas. I also have a pen here from the U. of Md. Hospital in Balto, and a mechanical pencil I'm pretty sure I bought in Chestertown in the early '80's.

A more complete trail could be reconstructed from the evidence of writing utensils in my home.

(If Dillons were on the Sho', it'd be called "Dillons's.")

we rip up ivy to plant impatiens

I've been thinking about that line, and the story of it. Ask me someday and I'll tell you. I've also been thinking, for a while, about blues drumming, on the very absolute last-nanosec-or-even-later tail end of the beat. Tell you about that, too, sometime, if you like.

Tonight after The Pirate (bizarro 1948 Judy Garland musical at the Mich) I came home to Truly Madly Deeply on DVD. Glad I hadn't known it was the same bloke wot made The [Piece of Crap] English Patient, for that knowledge might have inhibited my openness to it. This Juliet Stevenson, and her face---wow. And now my head is also listening to "The Sun Ain't Gonna Shine Any More" while it floats back to the duet of the main players, in the true climax of the film, bouncing lines from what turns out indeed to be Pablo Neruda, but not one of the Twenty Love Poems. Yes: a movie with a poem for its dramatic peak; how about that.

I wonder how I'd have taken in the film, had I seen it when it came out, in 1991. What an entirely different life it was then. Even in this rubble I am so much stronger, sounder, fuller, more alive than 15 years ago, or 10. Or 20, or 30.


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its handy archive.

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"What was once thought cannot be unthought."

-- Möbius, The Physicists


"The moment of change is the only poem."

-- Adrienne R.


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