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 Carnos |
Don't Follow Me |
Wednesday, July 23, 2008 (12:34:47) |
I found away
Over the fear and through the flames
I'm diving in, don't follow me
Stay right here, I'll be back for you someday
I found away
It'd be best if you just stayed
It's not safe, don't follow me
I found away
I found away |
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 deadalchemist |
Thoughtless |
Tuesday, July 22, 2008 (15:42:46) |
| I cant write anymore...I think I've officially run out of poems to write. :'( |
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 ducky14523 |
la la |
Monday, July 21, 2008 (23:42:03) |
| hey its only been like a year how have folks been, im back, upgraded and almost techno savy, fun fun fun |
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 jahnvi |
James and the Giant Peach |
Saturday, July 19, 2008 (07:58:00) |
I finished reading James and the Giant Peach by Roald Dahl today . I go once a week to the library. I am waiting to take another book now. I want to finish reading all the books of Roald Dahl. Just a couple left.
My mom's favorite is D for Dahl. She loves that book especially W for Witch balls. She keeps on reading that again and again and again................... |
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 Zeao |
Poems during school |
Thursday, July 17, 2008 (21:24:00) |
I was waiting for class to start when I decided to write these. I wanted to change my blog, so I'm putting them here:
TIME
Time stands still;
_When hours would pass_
_It's just minutes_
Life is blissfully long,
when you're in-love
and the other
Sin?
I don't believe we're wrong
_Love shouldn't have a toll_
It's not a sin
_Or God wouldn't love_
Sorry, my logic is flawed
_Or God wouldn't kill_
~Z |
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 varivas |
shock & awe |
Thursday, July 17, 2008 (01:57:00) |
Just back from a poetry "slam". I put it in quotes because it wasn't a real slam. A woman who worked at the store and another woman judged one round of poems and chose a winner. It was their first time holding one though and they managed to have seven people reading, so they were doing fine.
And I shouldn't complain. I won, or "co-won" in that they decided it was a tie. <-; I won this digital photo something that they are going to put their store logo and my poem on. I did Distant Early Warning. It was so much fun. I hadn't performed it in years and no one there had ever heard it except my husand Karl. And I still remembered most of it off the page. And the "gestures" I'd worked on for it with John Basinger, the slam team's acting coach 10 years ago. The first line when I say, "That man there with the health spa tan..." etc, I pointed past the crowd of pierced and painted teenagers who'd come to hear their pierced and painted friends out to the door and the whole damn crowd turned around to look. LOL.
The slam/reading was at "Shock & Awe", basically a head shop. It was in the back of the shop in this tiny art gallery, where most people had to sit on cushions on the floor and the walls were very psychedelic. Other than the style of the teens, it was like stepping back 40 years.
Some of the poetry was pretty good too and the performances were better than I had anticipated especially this one guy, Sartorio maybe? Turns out he's in a hip-hop band. Another girl and her boyfriend were recently moved from Vegas. After the reading she told me my poem was funny because her boyfriend had just cut his hair short to get a job and she told him he should get rid of the lip ring too, and she had cut off dreadlocks. LOL
They brought a guitar and it was okay, but when asked about bringing guitars next month, the owner said fine. So I'm afraid what will happen is what happens to too many open mics. They turn into acoustic open mics. If too many musicians show up next month, I'll talk to them about splitting and doing poetry one night, and acoustic another.
It's nice to have a reading in Waterbury, whatever it is. Q: What's the difference between Waterbury and yoghurt? A: Yoghurt has an active culture. |
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 John |
Train Snoring |
Wednesday, July 16, 2008 (14:27:54) |
Yesterday my cellphone fell out of my pocket in my car. I parked and was walking to the train and noticed it wasn't on my person, so I assumed I left it at home. I have a pocket PC phone with internet access, so I do a lot of my web reading while I ride. No big deal, I just grabbed the Boston weekly and read that.
On the way home I had nothing to read because I was running late and wasn't able to grab a paper. I did have a notebook and tried to write a new poem but that wasn't going well, so I ended up falling asleep for the first time ever on the train.
I missed my stop. I woke up, the train was empty and I had no idea where I was. Outside the windows everything was foreign. The graffiti and gang tags were new and bigger. Bolder. There was lots more trash. I had slept through the South Attleboro stop and was on my way to Providence.
I had no phone, not cash money in my wallet. So I had to walk to the mall, get some cash and then call my wife collect to come pick me up and drive me back to my car.
I felt rested though. |
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 CinemathequeFilms |
This site is a waste of time. |
Sunday, July 13, 2008 (02:28:23) |
| This site is very user mean. I've been trying all day to post one video. It is not happening. Who has time for this defeat. Life is too short. I do not see where an account can be closed. So I just won't come back. It was a great idea. It just doesn't work. |
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 Skylark |
In the Company of Banksy, Proust, and It Looks Like Me |
Saturday, July 12, 2008 (18:34:00) |
One of my favorite thirty-second pastimes is to click on major websites for books and find out which titles customers are purchasing in addition to a specific book of my own. I was particularly curious about what the results might be in regard to ELEMENTAL The Power of Illuminated Love, my newly published gift book of art, essays, and poetry with internationally acclaimed artist Luther E. Vann.
I visited Barnes and Noble online to find out what kind of company ELEMENTAL was keeping and smiled at the surprise waiting for me. Customers who’d bought ELEMENTAL had also purchased Wall and Piece by Banksy, described as “Britain’s most wanted artist.” This association in particular raised my eyebrows because I just learned about the “notorious” Banksy, a very public artist whose actual identity is unknown, a few months ago when the news program 60 Minutes featured a profile of his work. Huh, wasn’t that something?
The four other titles listed among those picked up by readers of ELEMENTAL included: A Flair for Living, by Charlotte Moss; Beautiful Evidence, by Edward Tufte; How to Draw What You See, by Rudy De Reyna; and Proust Was a Neuroscientist, by Jonah Lehrer. All of these titles made me grateful to see mine in their company but I was especially tickled to see it hanging out with a book flagging the name of Marcel Proust, one of the increasingly great figures of French and world literature.
The synopsis of Proust Was A Neuroscientist describes the book as one that boldly examines parallels between the artistic and scientific personality, illustrating how “willing minds can combine the best of both, to brilliant effect.” Obviously, the author has caught my attention and this is a book I look forward to reading.
Considering that it took all of seventeen years for the idea of ELEMENTAL, The Power of Illuminated Love, to develop into a complete and published book, it’s inspiring to see it simultaneously keeping company with a modern maverick visual artist like Banksy and a classic literary artist like Proust.
ELEMENTAL may be purchased at the following locations:
Barnes and Noble
Black Books Plus
The Diaspora Market Place (912-232-2626)
The Jepson Center Gift Shop (912-790-8831)
The Ralph Mark Gilbert Civil Rights Museum (912-231-8900)
by Aberjhani
author of ELEMENTAL The Power of Illuminated Love
and Encyclopedia of the Harlem Renaissance
URL LINKS FOR ELEMENTAL:
http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Elemental/Luther-E-Vann/e/9780972114271/?itm=12
http://www.blackbookplus.com/Elemental_The_Power_of_Illuminated_Love.asp
http://www.diasporamarketpl.com |
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 CinemathequeFilms |
Cinematheque Films, Paris |
Saturday, July 12, 2008 (15:21:00) |

[b]I am Nino Fabriano and I am an artist intern at Cinematheque in Paris. I am from Florence, Italy. I am working for Tim Barrus right now sort of his gopher. I run a lot of errands. Sometimes I get to help build sets. Sometimes I get to make collages and sometimes (not too often they do not always get picked) they might end up in a video. We saw this sight and we were surprised it existed. We did not know about it but someone loaded one of our videos from YouTube which was cool. My English is not always too good but I am working hard to learn it right. I am fascinated with photography and video. In Florence, art is always traditional and usually religious. It is just not my focus so I applied to school here. I had to submit a portfolio. Tim liked my work but said working for him is very hard. He was right about that. Sometimes we are up early at the sunrising and we do not make it to sleeping until after midnight and I be working that whole time on just maybe one scene. I am learning about the dark rooms and the photos. I have my own Canon now and an Xacti. I am still trying to understand the Xacti. Tim is teaching me to the Air Mac. Tim writes a lot of poetry and we are putting it to film and video. It will be interesting to see if I can get this site right without screw it up (I do that a lot). I do not know how oftens I can get to this site as I am so busy with the art and work. But I am going to try. -- Nino |
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 yasminpragu |
Think Simple!! |
Friday, July 11, 2008 (15:55:37) |
You know I love reading...LOVE reading. I have been in the UAE for 3 1/2 years now. It just happened yesterday that I was out of Nancy Drews to read!! So bored, I glanced at my 2nd grade school magazine. It consisted of copied poems (copied from Chicken Soup for the Preteen and Teenage Soul), and not-so-original jokes….
But then I found something … someone had written this (or maybe copied it or maybe its true) about thinking simple:
''When NASA started the launch of astronauts into space, they found that ball, gell, nib etc, etc pens wouldn't work in space at zero gravity. In order to solve this problem they took ten years and USA $12, 00, 00,000 to develop a pen that worked in zero gravity, upside down, under water, inside crystal and in a temperature range from -80 degrees to +300 degrees C!!
But, what, oh what did the Russians do???
Any guesses??
Any one??
THEY USED A PENCIL!! |
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 Ash |
Mr. Death, to you |
Wednesday, July 09, 2008 (14:23:14) |
I believe I met Death this morning.
I stopped at the first floor convenience shop before getting in line to catch an elevator. I am not typically a coffee drinker, but some days require a jump to get started, and six cups of tea didn't sound as convenient. Mixing creamer and sweetener into a steaming cup, I watched an attractive man come through the door and stop in front of the candy bar display.
Attractive is a loose term for his appearance. He was youngish, solid in build and clean-cut. The suit he donned was of the best quality, black with the most miniscule red pinstripe and dark red, almost black stitching to accent; the shirt beneath was black -- and the tie -- and buttoned nearly to the top. He was still wearing his sunglasses but I could see, from a side view, that his lashes were long and brushed the inside of the dark lenses. His right hand gripped something, like a briefcase, but from my side of the small store, I could see only the handle. He had walked in with a look on his face that almost resembled a grimace, but as I stared at him, studying the labels of chocolate confections, his mouth began to turn into a smirk.
I forced myself back into consciousness and secured the plastic lid on my flimsy coffee cup. Turning to leave, I came around the condiment stand to see the man's shoes were a beautiful, ember-hot red. My eyes trailed up the length of his person as I stepped past him, catching his own stare as I reached his face. The smile he now wore was composed of perfectly straight, perfectly magnificent, white teeth.
"Watch your step," he said in a deep, smooth and mysteriously ominous voice. I could only giggle before I turned away in embarassment; I hurried to the elevator queue.
Stepping into the tightly packed space, my foot caught at the uneven gap between the two levels. My effort to stay upright resulted in a splash of coffee which found the cotton surface of an old man's white shirt, soaking a wide space right over his heart.
"I'm so sorry!" I whispered, a look of honest regret contorting my face. Before the elevator doors closed, I could see -- through a break in the crowd -- a briefcase and a pair of red shoes, heading toward the front entrance of the building.
The old man offered his forgiveness before departing at the 6th floor and I exited at the 8th floor without losing control of my remaining coffee. At my desk, I drank it slowly, pondering the mystery of the attractive man. Drinking the last sip, I could hear the distant cry of a siren as it navigated the busy streets in search of the front entrance to the building. |
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 deadalchemist |
Today's Tom Sawyer |
Wednesday, July 09, 2008 (03:15:00) |
I don't know where this is coming from but here's a good song. "Tom Sawyer" by Rush. Go take a listen! It's stuck in my head and I feel compelled to share that (and this awesome song) with the rest of the world. I don't much like Rush but this song kicks.
A modern day warrior
Mean mean stride
Today's Tom Sawyer
Mean mean pride
Though his mind is not for rent
Don't put him down as arrogant
His reserve, a quiet defense
Riding out the day's events
The river
What you say about his company
Is what you say about society
Catch the mist, catch the myth
Catch the mystery, catch the drift
The world is the world is
Love and life are deep
Maybe as his skies are wide
Today's Tom Sawyer
He gets high on you
And the space he invades
He gets by on you
No, his mind is not for rent
To any god or government
Always hopeful, yet discontent
He knows changes aren't permanent
But change is
And what you say about his company
Is what you say about society
Catch the witness, catch the wit
Catch the spirit, catch the spit
The world is the world is
Love and life are deep
Maybe as his eyes are wide
Exit the warrior
Today's Tom Sawyer
He gets high on you
The energy you trade
He gets right on to
The friction of the day |
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 mamta |
Staff Picks, Contests and Winners of GP |
Monday, July 07, 2008 (08:06:00) |
Check out our staff picks for July here
Poet of the month July here
Read more details about our this month's haiku contest here
Check out the winner our quarterly gp poetry contest here
Read our poem of the month june here
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