June 2010
“I would like to be the air
that inhabits you for a moment
only. I would like to be that unnoticed
& that necessary.” —Variations on the Word “Sleep” by Margaret Atwood
that inhabits you for a moment
only. I would like to be that unnoticed
& that necessary.” —Variations on the Word “Sleep” by Margaret Atwood
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FRANZ KAFKA IS DEAD
He died in a tree from which he wouldn’t come down. “Come down!” they cried to him. “Come down! Come down!” Silence filled the night, and the night filled the silence, while they waited for Kafka to speak. “I can’t,” he finally said, with a note of wistfulness. “Why?” they cried. Stars spilled across the black sky. “Because then you’ll stop asking for me.”
” —The History of Love by Nicole Krauss
In the Street
Big Star
In the Street - Big Star
The original version to That 70’s Show’s theme song.
“Reality leaves a lot of to the imagination.”
—John Lennon
Listen
Dirty Harry - The Gorillaz
Play
“You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and he won’t tell you that he loves you, but he loves you. And you feel like you’ve done something terrible, like robbed a liquor store, or swallowed pills, or shoveled yourself a grave in the dirt, and you’re tired. You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and you’re trying not to tell him that you love him, and you’re trying to choke down the feeling, and you’re trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like you’ve discovered something you didn’t even have a name for.”
—You Are Jeff by Richard Siken
Play
Mamihlapinatapai
a look shared by two people with each wishing that the other will initiate something that both desire but which neither one wants to start.
“While he went into the 7-11 to pick up coffee and lottery tickets, she fooled with the radio dial. She found a familiar public radio voice and reclined her seat. Someone had figured out how to determine the amount of trees on the planet. She thought the word, planet sounded isolated and cold. NASA, or someone else who had access to space, had mapped out all the trees from a satellite because they give off a special kind of light. Then they calculated how many people there were and divided the amount of trees by people and came up with 61. Each person has 61 trees to call their own. When he got back in the car she was trying to count how many trees she’d need to be really happy. She thought she’d need more than 61. He handed her a coffee she didn’t ask for. If she needed more trees he’d probably let her have one or two of his. They could share them all and then they’d have a forest. 122 trees would be alright.”
—61 Trees by Ada Limon
