Saturday, August 14, 2004
Listening: Peter Gabriel: Shaking the Tree, "San Jacinto" (I hold the light!)
& reading from Clayton Couch's terrific prose poems, and musing with these fabulous images of fly fishing lures:
"Begin at the tip. Afterglow. Touch is finished. ...
What if no one knew ["Oh, Biko--Biko--
Biko--Biko: muh mahn 'eeeezz
dead..."]
a new
guru... ?"
Oh my,
la la la: lyric... its all too unfinished
biz 'n all (as in its non-closure)--
Oh yeah, Y'all ...
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