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Lux (for Neil)
He taught me to look at the sky again
to love the shadows on an “interesting face”
and paint the world in rainbow light.

From angles and perspectives
Balconies and black boxes
Life and love came on a slider’s whim--
Record cue 1.

Current Mood:	nostalgic
Current Music:	Pat Benatar

08:13 pm
3/9/06

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more poetry...

Static electricity
Snap Crackle pop
And it’s gone.
Funny how something can sound
Inanimate
Stagnant
Static
Charged and changing
all at once.
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Keyboard artists
Modern day Picassos tapping away at the
Qwerty palette-
Not oil, not tempera, but temporary
Incongruous yet ordered
Angled and voluptuous
Impressions tinted with innuendo
Take dubious shape
Hidden in this
Verbiage.
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sex
Soho’s biggest sex shop
Full of the instruments of exquisite torture
Blow up dolls just won’t do
Whatever happened to love and nature?
Lust bunnies in mosaic cling to the walls and peek
With feigned coyness from the penny bargain bin
There it is ---no…
Love lips and edible panties
Viagra in a tube—all natural it says
Feathers and handcuffs—sometimes combined
Whips and domination--
Spikes, anyone?

Where is the gift from one heart to another?
Where can two souls find a more spiritual union?

Try the costumes round the corner – there’s a priest and nun costume pack in stock.
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Manifesto
The sun tides run within me, blazing
The cool dark sister moon follows

The gift is not to be swept on, taken lightly

Not for pleading, patience, or persistence

I have kept my peace, my power.

Been chased by the hounds and shunned by the pack.

It is my choice to make, my purpose to fulfill

My children will not be corporeal.

The maiden, mother, and crone are we now

The time of testing has not come

The king stag, the horned one is but a child

Untaught in the mysteries.

Current Mood:	discontent
Current Music:	Evanescence

09:39 pm
3/6/06

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Memories of Pensacola

Pensacola
haven of lottery tickets and seafood dives
naval officers
Taps and folded flags
sunshine and Moseley's Mess
pizza at the all-night laundromat
pawn shops and campgrounds
bare feet
Miss Piggy on your doorstep
Blue Angels
and a haunted lighthouse to guide your way.

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I used to watch them run on the beach
early mornings in Pensacola
sweat-soaked bodies
glistening as the ruddy dawn tapped them on the shoulder-
the day was already warm.
The whispered promises of salty adventures
rose in the rainbow spray below.

Long have sailors yearned to tame
the Earthshaker's white-capped home
I no less have dreamed
there at last to find my own.

Current Mood:	nostalgic
Current Music:	It Must Have Been Love by Roxette

10:23 pm
3/1/06

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Hawaii & Italy-- Here I come!

Wow!
     Maybe I haven't lost it after all. I was so scared when I sat down for that interview. Proving that you know, understand, and can apply the finer points of English grammar is easier said than done. FYI-- I'm going to go learn how to be an ESL teacher this summer in Hawaii! What a great excuse to go halfway around the world (almost)and spend half the summer in paradise! I'm nervous but I'm really excited. We ran into the time difference right away-- 5 pm there is more like 10 pm here, so it was an interesting interview.
My real dream is to live in a Romanesque villa somewhere in Italy with a mountain view and a lake nearby. (All financed by a magnificent job teaching English.) Or maybe just being able to dip my big toe in the Tiber every day would be enough. I loved Rome so much when I took my kids there in 2004. One of the benefits of being a teacher-- you can organize a mind-blowing trip to a foreign country. One of the drawbacks-- the price! More about that later, though.

     A great joy for me has been going through the process of learning Italian. I'm taking classes at a place called CHI-CLE, a center for language learning. It's right above Wellspring Grocery, and it kicks tail. 3-person classes, individual attention--- you really have to go in knowing your stuff, or it really shows. It's such a beautiful language that rolls off the tongue attractively even as you murder it. I can read Italian really well-- go figure, with a Latin background-- but speaking it is so difficult sometimes.
      It's times like these when I wish I had pursued a modern language along with Latin, just to get the experience of speaking and thinking in a language spoken today. I can't ever fault my Latin background though, because it's really come in handy at many points in my life and career. I am a Latin geek, after all. It's my passion and my utter addiction. There's just something so magnetic about finding shades of yourself and your culture in the lives and faces and language of people who lived thousands of years before you ever graced the earth with your physical presence, anyway. Souls-- now that's a different story. One lifetime really isn't enough.

Current Mood:	nerdy
Current Music:	Don't know much about history...Don't know much biology...

01:19 am
2/26/06

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Ira Glass rocks!

     Fight indecency with decency. Missy and I took a trip into the heart of UNC to hear Ira Glass speak tonight, and as the old saying goes, I laughed, I cried, etc. For a couple of hours I heard my personal Scheherazade (sp ? my Rimsky-Korsakov / Sir Richard Burton fail me at this moment)speak about humor, empathy for the human condition, courage, and censorship. Oh, yeah, and "give to UNC Radio" too. I've rarely been so touched just by the sound and timbre of human voices, and he gave voice to so many of my own sentiments and feelings-- put words in my mouth, fire in my heart, and tears in my eyes. I've listened to "This American Life" for the last 10 years or so, and with each story told, I feel my heart and horizons expand. Censorship and free expression were on the docket this evening, and he brought up a good point. Namely, when freedoms begin to disappear and legislating morality becomes the norm, the free people of a supposedly free nation need to stand up and have their voices heard. When David Sedaris is banned material, there's something rotten in the state of North Carolina.
     He talked about what makes us human and why we need to hear the stories of humanity. He said that it's like a train that's leaving the station and we just have to see where it goes. Story pieces and thoughts evoked, surprises and pure emotion make the suspense build until we just can't switch to another station. We're entranced by what makes us all so beautifully flawedly human. Whether you're a gang member running from a loaded gun or a Navy grunt stocking vending machines with MTV looking on, or a simple teacher like me struggling to shape a future for me and my students, our lives are woven into a thread that connects us all.
      A human family fighting to stay humane. What a concept.

Current Mood:	touched
Current Music:	New Radicals Get What You Give