There really is a Godot

For the longest time, there was construction @ the Jones Blvd./Russell Rd intersection,  but t’was a mystery as to who the new tenant would be. Time wore on, and work trucks pushed around the cat litter that is characteristic of vacant lots in Las Vegas. Eventually, the structure began taking shape. A car wash, IContinue reading “There really is a Godot”

What I did

Made every effort to avoid my housemate. Spent most of the day in bed reading, drinking espresso and writing. I did make a quick run to the bookstore to analyze the difference between Hemingway’s A Moveable Feast as originally published vs. the so-called “restored” edition. I found out the restored edition is largely a sham,Continue reading “What I did”

Lunch and Peter Lorre

JS Bach piano sonatas, where the dance across the keys is a carefree & confident one; where notes are like bubbles in champagne during gala conversation. I am happiest with Bach, where nothing could go wrong, tho I do fancy being happily drunk on mimosas to Chopin’s piano impromptu No. 1 in A-flat major, Op.Continue reading “Lunch and Peter Lorre”

Bathgate Ave in the Bronx

A waffle would be nice a waffle w/ hot melting butter & maple syrup is good in winter log cabin/greatgrandma’s house soft rug cold cat nose reruns of daytime soaps auntie L watching intently on the sofa Debussy grilledcheese/coffee&cake /reassurance a lift home laughter/gamesofcardsforpennies homemadestruffoli/&/tenderpanettone easy chair&ottomen greatgrandma/mom&dadhappy/me/sister/brother/cousins sandwiches after dinner cordials+cookies long/Sundays & thenContinue reading “Bathgate Ave in the Bronx”

Black coffee and saucer

Black coffee in espresso cup resting on saucer atop secondhand book purchased for 25¢. In bed I continue reading Allen Ginsberg’s Planet News. Morning outside: the sun struggles against the clouds. Reminded of Whitman while reading. Reminded of proclamations, with Ginsberg’s text stretching from end to end on page after page. Reminded of Ferlinghetti, withContinue reading “Black coffee and saucer”

3 words

I love the word “strata.” Powerful considering its compactness and all it implies. I dislike “tethered” because it is contrived. Who do you know who can say it without reprisal? An age cutoff should apply for the slang “any-who.” Adults who use it should be embarrassed. It is cute only if you are 9.