from a manuscript
that michael rerick
worked on for a couple
Monthly Archives: November 2012
another spark thrown up
into the sky from the scrape
and fire of Pittsburgh.
His steeled eye. The rain as grey
as the sky is. From here to where
all of our loves grow mosslike
and crush us from inside
we will hear your tin rasp
and know even when alone
there is beauty inherited
by things tied tightly
to intent and living
RIP Jack Gilbert.
or standing in the freezer, which is better?
lots of things have happened in the past.
the people on the teevee are hallucinating
their lives are as thin as the screen. If we put
all the pictures together we still won’t
know the thing we’re supposed to be looking
in other news i’m very happy that the commercials are for things again and not for people. i’m also hopeful that the fact that we’ve effectively re-elected the same government means that they’ll be forced to do their jobs – otherwise, i think we should maybe consider not doing ours. oh, wait…if we do that…
gather your frets and build up your reaction to politics and football.
I’d forgotten I had this space and now I’ve remembered. Not sure that it means anything about being here more, but I’m wanting to resurface things and gather more materials together. So maybe I’ll start posing questions. There will be about 9 people who move and come into this at all. There are 3 minutes left in the Pitt/Notre Dame game and because I’m watching Pitt will probably wind up blowing it. I’m going to tack in some pictures here. My wife gave me a neat little fisheye camera when we got married and I’ve been putting it to use some.