July 2011
21 posts
the world shrunk
Sweetness by Stephen Dunn
Just when it has seemed I couldn’t bear one more friend waking with a tumor, one more maniac with a perfect reason, often a sweetness has come and changed nothing in the world except the way I stumbled through it, for a while lost in the ignorance of loving someone or something, the world shrunk to mouth-size, hand-size, and never seeming...
The Frying Dutchman
chitwoodandhobbs:
This past weekend Bert Blyleven entered the National Baseball Hall of Fame. During his playing days Blyleven was a notorious prankster. His forte was the “hot-foot”, a practical joke requiring him to set his teammates’ shoelaces on fire. His hot-foot infamy peaked to legendary stature during his time with the California Angels. The team kept a fire extinguisher in the...
Let any debate about "women aren't funny" be put...
With the performance of Melissa McCarthy in Bridesmaids. GQ has a nice oral history of the role and how Melissa became the character of Megan and absolutely ROBBED the movie from all the other hilarious actresses in it.
Best line:
Rose Byrne, “Helen”: Melissa said she wanted Megan to look like Guy Fieri from the Food Network.
Guy Fieri jokes…ALWAYS GOOD.
The god of More
In Daylight, I Turned on the Lights
In daylight, I turned on the lights,
in darkness, I pulled closed the curtains.
And the god of More,
whom nothing surprises, softly agreed-
each day, year after year,
the dead were dead one more day completely.
In the places where morels were found,
I looked for morels.
In the houses where love was found,
I looked for love.
If she is vanished, what...
The Boss on Stage, but ‘Saddie’ Out in Right: The... →
the-promised-land:
[Joe] DePugh, the oldest of six brothers, was a star Little League pitcher and a teammate of Springsteen’s in the Babe Ruth League. A joint assessment of their comparative baseball skills led to DePugh’s affectionate nickname for Springsteen, a right fielder: Saddie.
By high school, they had drifted apart.
“He lost interest in baseball, and I was nothing but sports,” said...
God, who thinks about poetry all the time
Fishing in the Keep of Silence/ Linda Gregg
There is a hush now while the hills rise up and God is going to sleep. He trusts the ship of Heaven to take over and proceed beautifully as he lies dreaming in the lap of the world. He knows the owls will guard the sweetness of the soul in their massive keep of silence, looking out with eyes open or closed over the length of Tomales Bay that the...
