archives for June 2008
pardon our e-dust
Sunday 29 June 2008 | someone left a cookie
In the next week or thereabouts, not only will the promised humor edition materialize, but even more amusingly, there’s going to be some pretty violent perestroika as far as the layout/design of thisyar blerg thang. So in case you show up and there are suddenly eight orange-and-pink striped columns scarred with bright turquoise and violet […]
friday refrains · regina derieva
Friday 27 June 2008 | I like a cookie
The poem is really the thing, this week—I encountered it via the always rewarding website of poet Annie Finch and fell immediately for its Szymborskaesque (!) melancholy, its epistolary addressed-to-no-one conceit, its rhetorical unfinished-sentence syntax. Exiled first in Israel and now in Sweden, the Odessa-born baptized Catholic—possibly someday a Nobel laureate—is also known for her […]
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in which my toolbar states the obvious
Thursday 26 June 2008 | someone left a cookie
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that is not what I meant, at all, at all
Thursday 26 June 2008 | 5 cookies in the jar
Yesterday’s singular post was comment-reactive; not a word about what’s really been frothing in my brainpan, admittedly continually reactive, but more usually to the non-electronic world and its attendant onslaughts.
I’m not quite ready to post in detail about the ranch weekend yet, mostly because the Brujo has all the digital pictures on his hard drive; […]
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if richard dawkins did not exist
Wednesday 25 June 2008 | 10 cookies in the jar
Yesterday’s amused quotation (of the gentleman from Balliol’s bleak little homily on an impassive universe) may have kicked off the very first comment thread which outstrips the original post completely, in volume if not in vehemence.
And your distractable, lawbreaking narrator still hasn’t yet made it to the DMV.
Ensuite to the Brujo’s last comment, I rummaged […]
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je suis henri
Wednesday 25 June 2008 | I like a cookie
You’ve already seen this wistful little pièce du cinéma if you’re a faithless reader of Cute Overload (the B. and I now gasp “Pa-sickie!” to each other, revoltingly enough, when one of us wants paletas). If you haven’t/aren’t, though, it’s worth watching…insofar, that is, as anything is worth doing at all.
Pas sûr pourquoi, mais mildly […]
best. (brand-new.) blog. ever.
Tuesday 24 June 2008 | I like a cookie
Things You Can Put on the Back of a Bike. If, that is, you live in Shanghai.
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and you have a nice day too
Tuesday 24 June 2008 | 13 cookies in the jar
The total amount of suffering per year in the natural world is beyond all decent contemplation. During the minute that it takes me to compose this sentence, thousands of animals are being eaten alive, many others are running for their lives, whimpering with fear, others are slowly being devoured from within by rasping parasites, thousands […]
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material monday · shambhala
Monday 23 June 2008 | I like a cookie
Silk is deeply troubling for me, conceptually; and overwhelmingly desirable in its immanence.
I can no longer pretend I don’t know what humanity has put poor Bombyx mori through, or how many thousands of cocoons it takes to create a scant yard of the stuff that slips through fingers so gossamer-whisper-translucent lovely that it makes me […]
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friday refrains · peter pereira
Friday 20 June 2008 | I like a cookie
Admittedly, I frowned aloud when I first held this book, weary of lyrical titles with both “writing” and “body” in them, weary of gritty B&W photographs of anonymous expanses of skin. And yet, if anyone is at all qualified to write poems about such things, it’s got to be Peter Pereira, who’s an MD, a […]
