Week ending May 23
Wanting to hear the audience more than those on stage.
all words words words and then we realize we haven't been teaching them images and so they have no idea how to process images.
The question I don't dare ask.
I could see all the people I was passing were looking though me, not seeing me.
It was a poetry reading with a theme.
I know she came into my dream so I would call her.
We have more of an audience than we ever did.
Intermingling calves, and whether to give up desire for pleasure.
Everyone is reading.
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About Diary of a 36th Year
I started writing in a paper journal right after my 36th birthday in October, 2008; it has become a collage of scrapbooking, diary writing, a lady's common place book, printed out web articles and blog entries, photos and pictures, poems, dreams, emails, lists, receipts, found items... What is excerpted here is the less embarrassing, and more textual fragments thereof.
Never, never forgetting Anais Nin, with an eye toward Joanne Kyger's journals & journal poems, and remembering Virginia Woolf's insistence that everything must be documented, the diary blog is a palimpsest of new narrative, old narrative, and post modern collage styles.
Updated every Sunday.
Never, never forgetting Anais Nin, with an eye toward Joanne Kyger's journals & journal poems, and remembering Virginia Woolf's insistence that everything must be documented, the diary blog is a palimpsest of new narrative, old narrative, and post modern collage styles.
Updated every Sunday.
