Lady, I Urn

I was up until almost 4 this morning doing an archaeology paper. after working on it for nearly 10 hours straight.
I resigned myself to not going to German at 10am, in order to sleep.
What time does my body tell me it is time to wake up and not go back to sleep?

9:45.
my body is a douche.



at any rate, here's a poem I wrote yesterday, amid the archaeology stupidness.


The archaeologist said to the young Satyr
I dig you

in those bones
a feeling stratified
but not transposed in such deposition

So young satyr grew
from rustic remains
out of red ancients, Grecian cooking pots
became keratinous horn, woolen hair
and hot flesh
said Lady, I urn for you.

smelled deep through glued-up cracks
there was animal inside. and man. hungry
for recognition.

said satyr
I can only love dirt
as it lives beneath the knees
and draws blood like coins from banks
of clay, all tangy
and
contextually worthless.

said satyr
I can only love dirty magazines
as they live beneath
and draw heat from a bed
red and radiating
but there’s got to be a way

to turn on folklore
domesticated
back beaten
eyes searching, yearning her site
hurts worse than desecrating dirt

said satyr
I dig you


the archaeologist

of her psyche. breathless.





also, this:
Day 06 – Favorite made for TV movie
I love that movie series from the nineties with Sam Neill, Merlin. That's one of the only made-for-T.V.-movies that I really like.

From My Estuary

This is another poem I did for Moxley's class, a type of poem called a Bouts-Rime (I don't know all of that silly french accentry that accompanies it), in which she gave us a set of rhymes and we had to make a poem around them. This is mine, and I rather like it. I made it sound particularly unmetered. :) (for a rhyming poem)

from my estuary, your metronome

This stalking attraction seems so antique-
quiet walking, each step a bouncing thwak.
I smile at the trying, as oblique
as a circle. I’ve stared into your yak
eyes, brown and sad as November. Commend
me when I see inside you. No froufrou
from my estuary when I forfend
your hairy meaning. Not to misconstrue

such affection, but at our masquerades
I remained masked. It’s my two chromosomes
fighting for difference that built stockades,
not you, my pet, my breathing metronome.




also, continuing this:

Day 05 – Favorite love story in a movie
- I'll admit it. I love Ghost.

Day 06 – Favorite made for TV movie
Day 07 – The most surprising plot twist or ending
Day 08 – A movie that you’ve seen countless times
Day 09 – A movie with the best soundtrack
Day 10 – Favorite classic movie
Day 11 – A movie that changed your opinion about something
Day 12 – A movie that you hate
Day 13 – A movie that is a guilty pleasure
Day 14 – A movie that no one would expect you to love
Day 15 – A character who you can relate to the most
Day 16 – A movie that you used to love but now hate
Day 17 – A movie that disappointed you the most
Day 18 – A movie that you wish more people would’ve seen
Day 19 – Favorite movie based on a book/comic/etc.
Day 20 – Favorite movie from your favorite actor/actress
Day 21 – Favorite action movie
Day 22 – Favorite documentary
Day 23 – Favorite animation
Day 24 – That one awesome movie idea that still hasn’t been done yet
Day 25 – The most hilarious movie you’ve ever seen
Day 26 – A movie that you love but everyone else hates
Day 27 – A movie that you wish you had seen in theaters
Day 28 – Favorite movie from your favorite director
Day 29 – A movie from your childhood
Day 30 – Your favorite movie of all time

Ode to Pull-Out Couches

Ode to Pull-out couches

Sleep befits you like
chocolate milk and cigarettes
in a juvenile, indulgent sort of way
that doesn’t quite piece together. a portrait

of crumbs loose change fortunes from cookies debit card receipts

I’ve known chapters
in my histories
written on your overused sheets
buttons ready to press off, secret rips
like pathways to past mysteries

of summers awake beside
moonlight,
streetlight,
late-night walks
stuffing a secret-keeping substance

where hands have laid parallel
or beneath
on Pandora’s box-springed spine.

Wise servant,
I am your keeper’s guest.
I see you only as a book opened, folded truth
known only through consorted study.






written for moxley's class! yeah, it was an assignment, which is why it probably isn't as good as other poems.


also, to continue the movie thing...

Day 04 – A movie that makes you sad:

Milk, because Harvey Milk was an amazing human being and it makes me sad that bigotry against glbtq people existed to that extent (and that it still does!)

End of Summer, Barely Sleeping

Here's a new poem! I just wrote it today, in honor of ze fall. It's kind of annoying because I formatted it differently in word, but whatevs.

end of summer, barely sleeping

Today trees hunger for sunlight, loyally starving
in their battle oranges, their red badges,
falling all across the ways the ways I walk.

I try, but I cannot
water their roots for them. My sadness is tucked
away, steadfast behind an eye.
I
can only admit to a lack of devotion
to the changing of colors. I will always be green.

and at my feet
the puzzle pieces fall. wisps of a once
photosynthesizing skeleton. networks of unconnected veins.
crisp breakings of musk we both love remind us
(it is that which makes a home inside you,
builds a hearth, sleeps there,
without forgetting to toss and turn)

at the end of summer, barely sleeping
our limbs touch as if blown together by the wind.
you move, and there it is
that rich, sweet given-up smell. almost starving.
It consumes every thought of you.

The 30 Day Movie Challenge

Day 01- The best movie you saw during the last year

there were no good movies in theatres this year... BUT I saw Little Miss Sunshine for the first time ever... and LOVED IT. Definitely worth sitting through.

Day 02 – The most underrated movie

The Fisher King. Robin Williams was nominated for best actor for that movie, but anthony hopkins got it instead of him (for Hannibal Lecter). It is a profound and amazing movie that no one has ever heard of.

Day 03 – A movie that makes you really happy

ummmmm.... I really love "where the heart is". Not the sappy one with Natalie Portman, but the grade-b terrible acting one with Uma Thurman and Dabney Coleman from the late eighties. It's so adorable.

Twisted Tea, Setting Sun

It's. Friday.
and fall break. I'm completely astounded and so happy that fall break is here. I just ended a four-year sentence at hilltop dining commons, and all of my work is done. Now, it is afternoon, one of my best friends is on his way up from vermont, I'm going white water rafting tomorrow with he and another best friend, as well as my beloved co from the summer, the sun is setting right accross from where I'm laying, and I just finished a bottle of twisted tea. Life is good.

The 30 Day Movie Challenge

Day 01- The best movie you saw during the last year

there were no good movies in theatres this year... BUT I saw Little Miss Sunshine for the first time ever... and LOVED IT. Definitely worth sitting through.

Day 02 – The most underrated movie

The Fisher King. Robin Williams was nominated for best actor for that movie, but anthony hopkins got it instead of him (for Hannibal Lecter). It is a profound and amazing movie that no one has ever heard of.

Day 03 – A movie that makes you really happy
Day 04 – A movie that makes you sad
Day 05 – Favorite love story in a movie
Day 06 – Favorite made for TV movie
Day 07 – The most surprising plot twist or ending
Day 08 – A movie that you’ve seen countless times
Day 09 – A movie with the best soundtrack
Day 10 – Favorite classic movie
Day 11 – A movie that changed your opinion about something
Day 12 – A movie that you hate
Day 13 – A movie that is a guilty pleasure
Day 14 – A movie that no one would expect you to love
Day 15 – A character who you can relate to the most
Day 16 – A movie that you used to love but now hate
Day 17 – A movie that disappointed you the most
Day 18 – A movie that you wish more people would’ve seen
Day 19 – Favorite movie based on a book/comic/etc.
Day 20 – Favorite movie from your favorite actor/actress
Day 21 – Favorite action movie
Day 22 – Favorite documentary
Day 23 – Favorite animation
Day 24 – That one awesome movie idea that still hasn’t been done yet
Day 25 – The most hilarious movie you’ve ever seen
Day 26 – A movie that you love but everyone else hates
Day 27 – A movie that you wish you had seen in theaters
Day 28 – Favorite movie from your favorite director
Day 29 – A movie from your childhood
Day 30 – Your favorite movie of all time

Ich Liebe Freitag

I cannot wait for Friday. I am so hung up on work, it will be my last day at Hilltop ever, and I get to see Eric and Cassie. I miss them both so much, but especially Eric because I talk to him almost every single day, and he's having such a hard time... it just makes me sad for him.

but FRIDAY! THEY'LL BE HERE! AND THEN SATURDAY CASSIE, BECKY, ERIC AND I ARE GOING RAFTING. WOOHOO!



So, I found this little challenge online about movies, and since I am such a movie fan, I will repost it!

The 30 Day Movie Challenge

Day 01- The best movie you saw during the last year

there were no good movies in theatres this year... BUT I saw Little Miss Sunshine for the first time ever... and LOVED IT. Definitely worth sitting through.

Day 02 – The most underrated movie
Day 03 – A movie that makes you really happy
Day 04 – A movie that makes you sad
Day 05 – Favorite love story in a movie
Day 06 – Favorite made for TV movie
Day 07 – The most surprising plot twist or ending
Day 08 – A movie that you’ve seen countless times
Day 09 – A movie with the best soundtrack
Day 10 – Favorite classic movie
Day 11 – A movie that changed your opinion about something
Day 12 – A movie that you hate
Day 13 – A movie that is a guilty pleasure
Day 14 – A movie that no one would expect you to love
Day 15 – A character who you can relate to the most
Day 16 – A movie that you used to love but now hate
Day 17 – A movie that disappointed you the most
Day 18 – A movie that you wish more people would’ve seen
Day 19 – Favorite movie based on a book/comic/etc.
Day 20 – Favorite movie from your favorite actor/actress
Day 21 – Favorite action movie
Day 22 – Favorite documentary
Day 23 – Favorite animation
Day 24 – That one awesome movie idea that still hasn’t been done yet
Day 25 – The most hilarious movie you’ve ever seen
Day 26 – A movie that you love but everyone else hates
Day 27 – A movie that you wish you had seen in theaters
Day 28 – Favorite movie from your favorite director
Day 29 – A movie from your childhood
Day 30 – Your favorite movie of all time

I'm obviously not going to be able to post every day, but I will fill you in on my movie madness as often as possible. And folks, I love movies... So if I think it's worth it, it's worth it :)

To end, here's a poem I wrote a few days ago based on a sense of paranoia (and a few borrowed lines from "I Die: You Die" by Gary Numan)




Anxiety Attract

My air haunted by a
terrible fog and
all the shadows

are a mesmerized late-night coffee blackness

they crawl out of their wholes for me
Earth sweating strands
of dark anxiety
nothing scintillates. not even

memory
(we are young
we can break
on words spiked and transparent)

at my window, wind
blows them by. Hear them
laugh, watch them turn on me
spindled red from where I’ve congealed
all those rotten thoughts
dripping off my mind.

Were we young
I would break

but I’m still frightened by the telephone.

Orpheus Looked, and the problem of How I hate German.

I'm finding it particularly hard to stay focused on the study of my German lately.
I know that learning a language should come to me more easily being as I am majoring in the study of my mother tongue, but I hate learning it. I don't even want to go to class lately. Apparently my other German-studying friends are having similar problems.

Being the poetry editor for the Open Field, However, is going pretty well. I am able to get my own work done for English, and get writing in... every once and a while.

Since this is my first post on this particular blog, I figured I'd post a poem I just wrote titled "Orpheus Looked".



Orpheus Looked

We are children tasting these
legs
crimson folds the creases
uniform, crisp at the seams
undulating mechanical precision
open
and humming

told before that
savory scarlet
is harlots’ food.

screaming
she sparks from broken clacking teeth.
sanity’s traveler shattered
hermit undermined by beauty

and then there is silence
always, and longing.
eyes wandering all the vicious curves
and their potential to pick
eat and chew over red sin
always in silence

predetermined distance
between my hand and your face
wine bottles riled and ready
on our headboards instead
of who we claim to be
innocence hiding
behind blind portrayal

distance
distance me for modern models
friend, your space placates them
quite nicely I realize how
there is only room for
hollow protowomen.

distance
my bedroom of meshed screen
is a screaming black window
open at your back
please retract our roads
parted but like folklore you’re
gone.




written not specifically for my 408 class, but used in it. pretty happy with how it came out.
anyway, homework time.