yes to you

NO / YES

Something should be written here that retains some resonance for the reader. Something to make them feel better before going on with their day. Maybe something scintillating that will lead to a ruminating pause or two as the day evolves. Something they might repeat to another person, who in turn would repeate it to someone else who would also repeat it and in turn form a chain that would wend its way across the world and sit nicely with most who heard it, and cause others to reflect deeply on its evocation.

Instead what will be written here is . . .

NO TO HATE
NO TO INEQUITY
NO TO WAR
NO TO RACISM
NO TO PATRIARCHY
NO TO HEGEMONY
NO TO FASCISTS
NO TO OLIGARCHY

YES TO YOU
YES TO UNDERSTANDING
YES TO AN OPEN HEART & OPEN MIND
YES TO PEACE

What I’m Reading:

“Still, if you spend a great deal of your time writing stories or making art, it’s worth considering what it means to you, personally, to do this creative work amid the cataclysms and crises we continually face.”

— Nicole Chung / “When You Can’t Find the Words”

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a snare drum

The Best Stuff I Read This Week

“Astronaut-Bouncing
looks jive-phony, unless,
of course, you think of the moon
as a snare drum”

— Thomas Sayers Ellis / “Polo Goes to the Moon”


“We as a nation must undergo a radical revolution of values. We must rapidly begin the shift from a ‘thing-oriented society’ to a ‘person-oriented society!’ When machines and computers, profit motives and property rights, are considered more important than people, the giant triplets of racism, extreme materialism,and militarism are incapable of being conquered.”

— Martin Luther King Jr. / “Beyond Vietnam,” (1967)


“Night is coming, shouldering a sack of misdeeds
that glow in the dark.”

—Ai / “Father and Son”


“For me the scariest thing about the last forty years, even more than the rising temperature, was the ascension of the libertarian idea that the individual matters far more than the society an individual inhabits.”

— Bill McKibben / The Flag, the Cross, and the Station Wagon


“I have taken to photographing
my every moment
in an attempt to locate
the place where I lost myself.”

— Cynthia Cruz / “Phosphorescence”


“Because if we are to have any hope of making the kind of civilizational leap required of this fateful decade, we will need to start believing, once again, that humanity is not hopelessly selfish and greedy—the image ceaselessly sold to us by everything from reality shows to neoclassical economics.”

— Naomi Klein / That Changes Everything: Capitalism vs. The Climate


“Today the great divide is not between left and right. It’s between democracy and oligarchy.”

— Robert Reich / The System: Who Rigged It, How We Fix It

What I’m Listening To:

“If there’s one thing you can say about mankind
There’s nothing kind about man
You can drive out nature with a pitch fork
But it always comes roaring back again”

— Tom Waits / “Misery is the River of the World”

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my cleavage looked

The Physiotherapist Below (Found Note thru N+7 Generator)

The young woodlouses were thrilled today with all their new apparel.

My cleavage looked like a deprivation straddle.

I had to bring everything in today because my apostrophe echoed the famous factotum where the manger complained to the racket about his housemother being too small, and each tingle he complained, the racket added another anodyne.

Once the anodynes were removed, the manger was thrilled with his large housemother.

That’s how I felt today.

The few remaining jaffas I took to Bordellos, so everything was appreciated.

How lucky I am to live in such a generous compass!

See the physiotherapist below.

It looked like a depressive stowaway.

What I’m Reading:

“And we live in an age where everything is so distorted that I don’t want anyone overdosing on Ambien because they read my book.”

—Ottessa Moshfegh in conversation with Carmen Maria Machado / The Guardian

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think feel love

We Fester

I.

Suppurating wounds sprout
Like wildflowers. We persist—
Purposefully ignorant, inured,
Anesthetized, self-aggrandized.
We, founders of wastelands—
Never heeding a lesson, ever
Unappreciative, and masters
Of all we destroy. We fester.

II.

Think.
Feel.
Love.
Change.
Act.

What I’m Reading:

“If I act and work and write as though a more just future will exist, perhaps I’ll be one step closer to believing in it.”

— Nicole Chung / “When You Can’t Find the Words”

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no one called

Green Sky Tanka + Ukiah

Derecho green sky—
White Nationalists in town,
No one wants them here,
No one called them to Boston
To goose step the Freedom Trail.

To the children of the Klan,
Stay home with your shields
And tend to your own gardens.

What I’m Reading:

“We are fighting furiously for women’s rights and the planet, and we mean business.”

— Anne Lamott / “The Prayer We Need Isn’t at the 50-Yard Line,” The Washington Post

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choose something else

Something Else Haiku

I don’t want to be
The person who creates more
Rancor in the world.

I don’t want to be
The person who is always
Right and needs to win.

I don’t want to be
A force for inequity—
A wellspring of hate.

I don’t want to be
The loudest, the least humble.

I’ll choose something else.

What I’m Reading:

“Dear poet, when will you stop performing an autopsy / with poems on all the broken things you know, / especially including yourself?”

— Abdulkareem Abdulkareem / “Self-portrait with phonemic analysis”

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tens of thousands

Image: Credit for general concept of warming stripes: climate scientist Ed Hawkins, University of Reading, U.K.

Warming Stripes


This is a graphic representation of the changes in global temperature based on “tens of thousands” of measurements taken between 1850 and 2018 (left to right).


Choices?

Image: Credit for general concept of warming stripes: climate scientist Ed Hawkins, University of Reading, U.K.

What I’m Reading:

Geoengineering: The realistic assumption that it’d be easier to cast trillions of tiny mirrors into the atmosphere than to get people to stop driving SUVs.”

— Zach Weinersmith / Science: Abridged Beyond the Point of Usefulness

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love is love

congealed bacon

i googled white nationalism—
flashes of congealed bacon

you play the tragic heroine
toothy femme fatale

dont judge my painting
until i finish my ropa vieja

dont cut your hair
before tinting it blue

i fix you a tongue on rye
my marbles gather dust

we wait for slide guitar solos
on an unmoored pontoon bridge

in darkness your voice
has the timbre of rime

the choice you say—love
love

is love

What I’m Reading:

“If you punch the universe, it punches right back.”

— Zach Weinersmith / Science: Abridged Beyond the Point of Usefulness

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like to salute

the best stuff i read & listened to this week

“A cow with a mouth at both ends
chews hell going and coming.”

— Ai / “Guadalajara Cemetery”


Organic Chemistry: A means by which to make undergraduates cry using only carbon bonds.”

— Zach Weinersmith / Science: Abridged Beyond the Point of Usefulness


“I recommend sitting down anywhere, looking around, and then staring into the middle distance for a while.”

— Dana Margolin / The Creative Independent interview


“I have studied what we have done to the planet and I object. I object to the exploitation of, and the lack of respect for, human laborers. I object to the frantic commercialization of the many realms of daily life, I object to the desecration of what is beautiful, to the celebration of what is venal, and to the ethical obtuseness of the king’s adoring enablers. I object to society’s complacency … I would ask you not to give in to the temptation to despair, not to retreat into cynicism or settle into disaffection…”

— Barry Lopez / Embrace Fearlessly the Burning World


“I loved Leonard Cohen more like a daughter loves a father, though. His music tempered my insanity with a brighter kind of madness. He grounded my heart at a time when I was worried I would jump out the window.”

— Ottessa Moshfegh / “A Brighter Kind of Madness: On Leonard Cohen”


“Every time we check, God appears to be playing dice.”

— Zach Weinersmith / Science: Abridged Beyond the Point of Usefulness


“… And what of the stanzas
we never sing, the third that mentions ‘no refuge
could save the hireling and the slave’? Perhaps,
the truth is, every song of this country
has an unsung third stanza, something brutal
snaking underneath us as we blindly sing
the high notes with a beer sloshing in the stands
hoping our team wins.”

— Ada Limón / “A New National Anthem”

What I’m Listening To:

“I would like to salute
The ashes of American flags
And all the fallen leaves
Filling up shopping bags”

— Wilco / “Ashes of American Flags”

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in my neighborhood pt. 13

What I’m Listening To:

“Eating the world through the eyes of a fish
I like salt, I like salt
Coagulants, fritters, tubes, patties and links
Ich bin enchilada, bye”

— Brnda / “Year of the Hot Dog by Burger Gang”

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