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I don’t like modern art. I think it’s mostly just a bunch of paint splattered or brushed onto a canvas. I feel that way about a great deal of modern poetry.
There’s this episode of Futurama where Zoidberg gets some money and goes into an art gallery and says, “I would like one art, please” and so whenever we’re talking and art comes up, my husband and our friends say “one art, please”. Because, you know, we’re millenials. That’s what we do. We quote things. To such an extent that sometimes, in fact, I think that my whole generation is autistic.
There’s a few really big black birds that live next to my house. When we were moving in, we took a break and ate some Taco Bell on our porch. There was a soft taco left over and before we knew it, a blackbird had swooped down, picked it up, wrapper and all, and flown up to our neighbor’s roof to eat it.
Since today is Cinco de Mayo, I wanted to do something vaguely related to that for FreeVerse.
Cara has thrown down the gauntlet for FreeVerse this week.
Stuart Dybek taught at my alma mater, Western Michigan University for years and years, where he was the star of the MFA program. As an undergrad we were allowed to take low-level grad classes, but Dybek was too cool to teach those, so I never had him. Still though, he was a permanent fixture in the department.
April is National Poetry Month, and to celebrate Serena from Savvy Verse & Wit organized a blog tour, showcasing all sorts of aspects of poetry. Today is my turn, and I wanted to introduce everyone to what I call “The Regie Gibson Method of Writing Poetry”.
Once again I’m a day late with FreeVerse. Oops! Hopefully this won’t become a habit.
Ah, the wrap up post. Last time, I think I was so burned out that I didn’t even do a wrap up. But, as I fell asleep about an hour before the end, and then slept for 6 1/2 hours, I feel good enough to reflect on my reading.
Bookcation’s Mini-Challenge to talk about Indie bookstores reminds me of something I’ve been meaning to write about: Elliott Bay, the iconic Seattle bookstore, is moving from Pioneer Square, which is full of zombie looking crackheads to Capitol Hill, which is full of zombie looking hipsters.