Monday, August 30, 2010

The Toys


My little Son, who look'd from thoughtful eyes
And moved and spoke in quiet grown-up wise,
Having my law the seventh time disobey'd,
I struck him, and dismiss'd
With hard words and unkiss'd,
—His Mother, who was patient, being dead.

Saturday, August 28, 2010

I Have A Dream for Tenacatita





On August 28th, 1963, Martin Luther King stood on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial in Washington DC and galvanized a nation with his words. On August 4, 2010 the residents of Tenacatita, Mexico were evicted from their homes by police in a land dispute. Have words been spoken loud enough, high enough and far enough for these people to return home?

They too have a dream. Two score plus years after Dr. King's speech, America has a black man sitting in the White House. In Mexico, a community waits to sit once more in their own homes.

Friday, August 27, 2010

Insatiable Appetite


I sit and write out of the essence of my heart.
I want to love this time,
like I have never loved before.

The kiss that seeps from your lips ~
needs to send chills down my spine,
electrifying my soul,
transcending my thoughts into a vision ~
of my hearts desires.

Thursday, August 26, 2010

First Lines Second Thoughts — Imaginative Qualities of Actual Things


First Lines Second Thoughts is a look at the first lines of well known literary works. On second thought, do these opening sentences stand alone as poetry? Today we look at Imaginative Qualities of Actual Things by Gilbert Sorrentino. Published in 1971.

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

The Warning


Inside the dark, odd house
We two, awkward
Uncomfortable in our skin
Distance between us increasing
With your departure

Monday, August 23, 2010

Thursday, August 19, 2010

First Lines Second Thoughts — Neuromancer



 First Lines Second Thoughts is a whimsical look at the first lines of well known literary works. On second thought, do these opening sentences stand alone as works of literature? Today, we look at Neuromancer by William Gibson. Published in 1984.

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Chaos is the New Calm


Chaos is the new calm
violence the new balm
to be spread on lips
unused to a kiss.

Sunday, August 15, 2010

Tenacatita: Truth and Consequence



There is a little oasis on the Costalegre known as Tenacatita. The sheltered bay has one of the best swimming beaches in Mexico and is home to one of the best coral reef snorkeling sites on the Pacific coast.

Tenacatita is a fishing village - pongas dot the beach when they are not at sea seeking out the abundant fish thriving off its shores. The beach has many madre y padre restaurants offering the catch-of-the-day and ice-cold beer under the shade of palapas. This is how the locals do business - this is their livelihood.

Zanne Mack on the Loose


Zanne Mack from Frisco Bay
Headed south one Christmas Day
Found herself down the Mexico Coast
Trying to shake off some wayward ghost
(That would be on the side Pacific
if we need to get real specific)

Thursday, August 12, 2010

First Lines Second Thoughts — Anna Karenina



First Lines Second Thoughts is a whimsical look at the first lines of well known literary works. On second thought, do these opening sentences stand on their own as literary works of art? Today we look at Leo Tolstoy's Anna Karenina.

Sunday, August 8, 2010

Tenacatita and Thoreau's 'Civil Disobedience'



With the ongoing upheaval in Tenacatita, Henry David Thoreau's 1849 essay seems appropriate. Interspersed with Thoreau's words are images of Walden Pond and Tenacatita Beach. Viva la lucha!


I heartily accept the motto, “That government is best which governs least”; and I should like to see it acted up to more rapidly and systematically. Carried out, it finally amounts to this, which also I believe – “That government is best which governs not at all”; and when men are prepared for it, that will be the kind of government which the will have. Government is at best but an expedient; but most governments are usually, and all governments are sometimes, inexpedient.

Monday, August 2, 2010

Charlotte’s Shells

Charlotte's Shells by Winifred Nicholson (1933)


Was looking for some change
To do the laundry on 8th Street
When I came across Charlotte’s shells

She had always wanted to
Come to the ocean with me
But as she never could come
I did what I thought
Was the next best thing