| Monday, April 17, 2006
|On those days when I'm at a loss of what to write about (but still following William Stafford's advice to write every day), I'll present some links for you to check out, items that I found interesting.
And this is one of those days.
Did Kurt Cobain die because he misread a poem? Writer Tim Appelo believes that Cobain’s response to an Alice Ostriker poem proves that he died by an act of misreading. Read about here.
I saw Prayer for Animals on Saturday at the DarkSide Lounge. Once again, they put on a stellar performance, illustrating that they're one of the better up-and-coming bands in the North Texas area. After their set, I finally got a chance to see Teenage Symphony, who are somewhat twee and heavy on the harmonies with catchy melodies. They're another band to keep an eye on to chart their development.
Check out the top 50 music videos of 2005 here.
Do you like silk screened prints? Go here.
Poem of the Day for National Poetry Month
by Edward Hirsch
In Memory of Dennis Turner, 1946-1984
A hook shot kisses the rim and
hangs there, helplessly, but doesn't drop,
and for once our gangly starting center
boxes out his man and times his jump
perfectly, gathering the orange leather
from the air like a cherished possession
and spinning around to throw a strike
to the outlet who is already shoveling
an underhand pass toward the other guard
scissoring past a flat-footed defender
who looks stunned and nailed to the floor
in the wrong direction, trying to catch sight
of a high, gliding dribble and a man
letting the play develop in front of him
in slow motion, almost exactly
like a coach's drawing on the blackboard,
both forwards racing down the court
the way that forwards should, fanning out
and filling the lanes in tandem, moving
together as brothers passing the ball
between them without a dribble, without
a single bounce hitting the hardwood
until the guard finally lunges out
and commits to the wrong man
while the power-forward explodes past them
in a fury, taking the ball into the air
by himself now and laying it gently
against the glass for a lay-up,
but losing his balance in the process,
inexplicably falling, hitting the floor
with a wild, headlong motion
for the game he loved like a country
and swiveling back to see an orange blur
floating perfectly through the net.
Song of the Day
"The Wonder" by Figurines
|posted by pimplomat @ 11:23 AM