Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Other Than Emailing Everyone I Know About Possible Job Opportunities


spent the morning looking for work

rode my bike

sat in the park

lots of cute girls in pretty dresses

laughter/ some guys talking in german/ more laughter

felt precarious about now/ about tomorrow/ about the days after/

sun broke through branches

biker dude chain-smoking on bench beside

clouds came gunning/ sun obscured

read these words:

This, thus is a portion of the subject of this poem
Which is in the form of falling snow:
That is, the individual flakes are not essential to the
importance of the whole's becoming so much of a truism
That their importance is again called in question, to be
denied further out, and again and again like this.
Hence, neither the importance of the individual flake,
Nor the importance of the whole impression of the storm,
if it has any, is what it is,
But the rhythm of the series of repeated jumps, from
abstracts into positve and back to a slightly less
diluted abstract.

Mild effects are the results.

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Who, actually, is going to be fooled one instant by these
phony explanations,
Think them important? So back we go to the old,
imprecise feelings the,
Common knowledge, the importance of duly suffering and
the occasional glimpses
Of some balmy felicity. The world of Schubert's lieder.

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As balloons are to the poet, so to the ground
Its varied assortment of trees.

John Ashbery, " The Skaters"

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