Elisapie – Uummati Attanarsimat (Heart of Glass)
This is beautiful. Elisapie’s cover, in Inuktitut, of Blondie’s “Heart of Glass.”
This is beautiful. Elisapie’s cover, in Inuktitut, of Blondie’s “Heart of Glass.”
Speaking of #Gatsby, this confluence is fascinating:
- Florence Welch's #Broadway musical: https://www.rollingstone.com/music/music-news/florence-welch-great-gatsby-musical-1234684283/
- Another Broadway musical produced by Chunsoo Shim: https://gatsbyonbroadway.com/
- The Immersive Gatsby - https://www.immersivegatsby.com/
Last of the really early poems for a while, this one circa 1990. I make no claims for these other than that they are, indeed, poems.
Snowfall
I entered the dark to the sound of a voice
Echoed a thousand times, an exploring shadow
Which called all of me to revel in the night
Another early poem, circa 1991. This was originally titled “Sleeping with D. H. Lawrence.” I’m not sure why I changed the title.
Battling Lawrence
I dream at night of sleeping with D. H. Lawrence.
Unafraid of the movement
I sway under him, feeling the motions
Of a hundred frustrating imagined women.
In their vagueness they are too much like me
And I am lost in the whirl, waiting for some
Distinction to surface until eventually,
Faceless, I curl around myself
Tight and fetal,
His warmth and person comforting
And slippery seeping out of me.
Until I retrieve my journals and papers from Alaska, this will be one of the oldest poems I can share here. It’s definitely a poem. Circa 1991.
Elegy For Lisa, Finally Free
—You carried me so far
…A #blackout #poem using the final page of The Great Gatsby → https://fncll.org/blackout-the-great-gatsby-1/ #poetry
Sometimes just getting through a day without burning anything down---presence, projects, bridges, connections---is a win. I think/hope. #depression
Sorry, #newsletter people, but I'm way past full up with subscriptions. I know your $5-$10 month isn't much on its own, but multiply that by 10 gazillion and it adds up. It saddens me to see how much of what used to be open #blogging has been monetized and commodified.
The never-ending quest to create an all-encompassing definition of #open in open education, etc., is such a mind-numbing waste of time. Cherry-picking from the OED senses without context to take a swipe at someone or some group is even worse.
Oh, and let's add some strawfolks to the discussion too. Yay.