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The Next Story

Today is         and also         and also


                         FRIDAY CAT BLOGGING DAY

So I have chosen a favorite poem by a favorite poet and a favorite teacher,  Pattiann Rogers; in which a cat makes a brief, but critical, appearance: 

Poem on Your Blog Day

!   Remember, tomorrow is         and also         !

          Have you chosen your poem?    (Via Feminste, among others.)

Snapshot 28 April 02004

yesterday open-toed sandals
and opening tulips old lovers
come to me in dreams this morning
fresh snow whitening the mountains
the paper tells me bulltrout and cut-
throats will find more water flowing
through the losing reach between
the mainstem river and spawning
gravels green exploding skies
above Iraq elderly ladies show off
their May-Day hats plasticly enflowered
and a scientist provocateur is remembered
as a nucleus of dissension are there rivers
are there tulips in Fallujah, in Najaf?

When Words Fail

From Wilson Hsu; Culture Kitchen; and The Memory Hole.

Speaking In Tongues

I try to find a heaven in my dreams,
some cloudy place where you are. 

How can it still be morning, when
I have been out here for so long?   

I am in a house I have come back to. 
Something is missing or broken. 

Looking everywhere, looking everywhere,
I am caught in a thickness of fear.

I make a nest in my hands of torn
cloth, and a bird settles into it. 

Snow falls from a bright sky, as if the moon
were shedding ashes of its own crisp light.

I want to talk with you one more time. 
If there was bitterness, it’s gone now.