Pirate vs. Angel

October 29th, 2010 - Comments (10)

Levi brings us the showdown we’ve all been waiting for…

Pirate vs. Angel!

Posted at 11:05 am in Family, Humor, Levi - Comments (10)

NaPoWriMo Day 30: This Old Couch

April 30th, 2010 - Comments (6)

sags worse in the middle every year
has stuffing poking out of the cushions
and holes right through the frame
to the floor
so we feed it with pillows
before the movie starts
to keep it from eating us
and we flop and stretch
from one side to the other
trying to find the better spots
but when she leans against me
and my arm slips around her shoulder
I look at her face
in the flickering light
and can’t help thinking
these are great seats

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NaPoWriMo Day 29: Modest Mussorgsky, in the Hospital

April 29th, 2010 - Comments (4)

“Life, wherever it reveals itself; truth, no matter how bitter… these are what I want, this is where I am afraid of missing the mark.” – From a letter to Vladimir Stasov

I’ve worked and I’ve watered that musical spark
(at times I have watered too well…),

I’ve hungered for poison, alone in the dark
and burned in a sobering hell,

I’ve seen the fruition of all that I feared,
lost even a servant post’s wage,

I’ve sopped up sonatas like soup from my beard
and bellowed with orchestral rage,

Yet always I’ve thirsted for life in my art,
for something to buoy me up,

I’ve poured out the notes of a desperate heart
but settled for death in a cup.

Posted at 3:40 pm in Poetry - Comments (4)

And the Three Before That...

NaPoWriMo Day 28: The Researcher

Wednesday, April 28th, 2010

He spends long evenings poring over brittle yellowed photographs / in libraries and private archives. Sometimes sifting quickly through stacks, / sometimes squinting close into his magnifying glass / at the faces. Hundreds and thousands of faces…

NaPoWriMo Day 27: Prayer Meeting

Tuesday, April 27th, 2010

A man behind me keeps saying amen, AMEN / but I can’t tell whether he’s agreeing / or begging for the end.

NaPoWriMo Day 26: Convening of the Arthropoda Philharmonic

Monday, April 26th, 2010

If you listen, you can hear them, right now: / hatching from their eggs in cold brackish pools, wriggling / free of pupae on the undersides of leaves, / stirring from torpor in their nests, / deep inside the earth…

And the Ba-zillion Before That...