I asked Chet Atkins one time about Elvis. (Chet produced a lot of his records in Nashville’s legendary RCA Studio B & also played guitar on some, like “Heartbreak Hotel.”) He told me that a.) Elvis was a polite,”nice boy” b.) Elvis loved cheeseburgers and ate Krystals a lot c.) Elvis was the first guy that he knew that wore “eye makeup” (mascara) because he was really a redhead
My web host moved this site to a newer server. I think everything is working OK?
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“In a stunning follow-up to the attack on Taslima Nasreen by Muslim activists, the Hyderabad police on Saturday booked the exiled Bangladeshi author for promoting enmity between different groups on grounds of religion, race, language ” a charge that can get her two years in prison, if proven. The attackers are roaming freely, charged with minor misdemeanours.” [more]
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Got my hair CUT OFF Saturday. Maybe it isn’t such a good idea to go to the salon when you have slid into surgical menopause hahaha? Speaking of which, I am taking a break from the internet for a bit because the world is really starting to piss me off (more) & I need to hibernate & straighten my brain. See you in a bit. Have a poem xoxo:
Remedy
(for Sylvia Plath)
This cure is a quake of the brain. In a cracked
room sits a cracked bell, convalescent. Shaken
until erased, I seek a grand plan, yet
fail without ceremony. I’m simply an immigrant
in a monochrome country. The doctors are delinquent
to tender this gift (spark-volts,
spark-lids): even the shadows sleepwalk
inside the ruinous afternoon. Suddenly I am
at the kitchen table. Suddenly I am
an oracle, inconsequent. In an electric
mist, I smell hot wire and I smell possession.
The ink of my pen is shaping a rook,
arranging and rearranging his feathers
in the rain. I feel the flare of an angel
at my elbow. I feel her random descent.
This song has been going through my head today for some reason. “That echo chorus lied to me with its ‘hold on hold on hold on hold on.’” Mr. Dybka bought me a post-surgery present & I can play a dorky version of House of the Rising Sun. That instrument actually plays very well. I know what guitar chords look like from when I was a bass player [warning: contains the 1980s], but getting my fingers to do that. Well. And the strings are so thin! …maybe I’ll try to learn that Neko Case song. I think there’s a 7th chord in there though. Maybe not. LOL.
I got a nice email from someone who hung out with Dock Ellis for a couple days and this person asked Dock if he had read the poem I wrote about him. He hadn’t (go figure hahaha) and … “I just wanted to let you know that I personally read your poem to Dock Ellis, and he LOVED it!” He read it 3 or 4 times.
That is so f-ing awesome. Yay for poems on the internet.
I don’t know about this forthcoming Beowulf movie … that … accent brings to mind (immediately) Arnold Ziffel and “hotscakes.”
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I thought Wow! What a surprise.* A poet living in the Northeastern USA was appointed Poet Laureate of the United States!! I’m not finished with this yet. Hey! the Civil War ended over 100 years ago, OK? LOL
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Yay for poems on the internet.
