Hello dear readers:
I've started a new blog, complete with rss feeds! I'm keeping this one up, at least until I can transfer all the old posts over, but all new posts will be here: http://www.karmickudzu.blogspot.com.
Thanks for reading! -cd
31 May 2008
29 May 2008
apologies
For various reasons, I've stopped allowing RSS feeds of my posts -- I hope this doesn't cause any problems. Do check back, and I'll try to keep posting stuff, as the juices flow.
-cd
-cd
16 May 2008
from Toni Morrison's _Sula_
"In a way her strangeness, her naivete, her craving for the other half of her equation was the consequence of an idle imagination. Had she paints, or clay, or knew the discipline of the dance, or strings; had she anything to engage her tremendous curiosity and her gift for metaphor, she might have exchanged the restlessness and preoccupation with whim for an activity that provided her with all she yearned for. And like any artist with no art form she became dangerous." (New York: Bantam Books, 1975), 105.
15 May 2008
07 May 2008
06 May 2008
01 May 2008
28 April 2008
23 April 2008
14 April 2008
13 April 2008
09 April 2008
08 April 2008
04 April 2008
31 March 2008
30 March 2008
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26 March 2008
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08 March 2008
25 February 2008
17 February 2008
10 February 2008
08 February 2008
07 February 2008
06 February 2008
05 February 2008
28 January 2008
26 January 2008
trio
wrote this with some friends, each of us wrote a line without seeing what the others wrote. after much wine.
Intent on remaining anonymous
waiting waiting waiting
sufferance serves the multitude
wandering in the interstices between
imagined and imaginary
gripping gripping gripping
innocence grafted to knees bare from
No, it tempts me too much, I
smiling smiling smiling
share space: captive
tendentiously triumphant, yet hollow and
kissing kissing kissing
sated.
Intent on remaining anonymous
waiting waiting waiting
sufferance serves the multitude
wandering in the interstices between
imagined and imaginary
gripping gripping gripping
innocence grafted to knees bare from
No, it tempts me too much, I
smiling smiling smiling
share space: captive
tendentiously triumphant, yet hollow and
kissing kissing kissing
sated.
25 January 2008
24 January 2008
18 January 2008
16 January 2008
15 January 2008
vanquished I
13 January 2008
08 January 2008
07 January 2008
fit
05 January 2008
vanquished familiar
04 January 2008
A Question For My Readers
Hi out there, you small handful of people actually reading this! I'm considering posting all my poems in the bitmap format, so that I don't ever spend another hour typing " " over and over. But I wanted some reader input. Does this format make it easier/a better experience to read the stuff? Or is it a pain having to click on the image in order to go to the blown-up poem? Please, please don't say I should do it both ways! (Okay, if you really want me to. I'm a glutton for punishment.)
So, all five of you (am I up to five yet?) please weigh in. I'll post accordingly.
Or, if you know a better blog host (other than myspace -- seriously) that deals better with tabs and indents, tell me.
So, all five of you (am I up to five yet?) please weigh in. I'll post accordingly.
Or, if you know a better blog host (other than myspace -- seriously) that deals better with tabs and indents, tell me.
03 January 2008
01 January 2008
This is just to say
I'm frustrated by the formatting in blogspot ... it took me forever to work out the indents for just a few lines of the last post, and it's nowhere near what I want it to look like. Grrrr! Guess I'll just have to publish sometime ...
Happy New Year, folks!!!
Happy New Year, folks!!!