I used to paint.Everyone had heard about maps on rocks. They made me famous when I was twenty years old and made Summer, the gallery-man with the vast khaki aura, a lot of money.Og - that was her name, Og. Og was Summer's lady. She'd found me a basement apartment with a small studio in Red Hook. It was nineteen-seventy-six and Summer got me a second solo show which everyone insisted had to be 'political.'This is how Summer said it, 'political.' Swiping the space in front of me with a couple o... Read Full Story
"Daddy?""Yes, Jilly?""How old will you be on your birthday?""Fifty-four, honey""Oh. How old will you be in ten years?""How old do you think?""I don't know.""Jilly, see if you can figure it out.""Come on, give me a hint.""OK, what is fifty-four plus ten?""Thirty-seven?" Read Full Story
- i was wondering- if the mathematics- of denial is always- self-taught.- i was wondering- what is the world's- oldest cliche.- i was wondering- if it really don't mean- a thing if it ain't got- that ol' black magic.- i was wondering- if you really liked- the symmetry of- burning the candle- at both ends. - i was wondering- and then- i wasn't. Read Full Story
my friend kathleen took this photograph this past summer.we thought that 'i'll have a blue picnic without you' would be a good title.here are links to some other photos that kathleen has taken and shared. . . oaks and the first flowers from this spring. Read Full Story
the. . . honest scrap award came from Charity Joy Bell.the. . . one lovely blog award was from freegal 1000 who is also Melissa B's daughter.andfrom Ladytruth at Happily After Ever the. . . this is probably why you've never found the end of the rainbow award is from the person who leaves anonymous comments on this blog.i am most assuredly amazed and thankful that you read this blog. . . that in itself is enough of an award for me. . . that you've continued to tease me out of my tame obscu... Read Full Story
some men seethings as they areand ask why.i dream thingsthat never wereand say whatever.*this is, of course, a paraphrase of sorts of the G. B. Shaw quote, "Some men see things as they are and ask why. I dream things that never were and ask why not."**whatever, in a recent marist college poll was named the most annoying word in English. Read Full Story
yesterday, i was driving to work--daydreaming and wondering.wondering if, wondering why,wondering if why isn't always aquestion--when i was pulled over,for no apparent reason, by a poem.the poem asked to see my carregistration and insurancecards and, of course, my license.'it's not my car,' i told the poem,'it's my neighbor's. i think thecards are in the glovebox.' sureenough they were. the poeminspected the documents closely.'step out of the car,' said the poem.'my license is in my wallet,'... Read Full Story
"Daddy?""Yes, Jilly?""When is never?""Oh, gosh, I guess the best way to describe never is to say it's a time so far from now that it will probably not come. . .""Well, that's when I want to do my homework." Read Full Story
