Sunday, June 07, 2015

How to Get to California

Starting at 10:30PM, one hour, more or less, in a taxi taking stock of Doha’s new architecture and construction oddities along the way, and wondering what will be different when Vito and I return in a month to recover Angela who is staying in the Q without us;

Two hours playing Brain Games for Clever Kids with Vito while waiting to board our Lufthansa plane to Frankfurt;

Five hours in the air between airports—me nursing a blossoming cold, Vito out cold;

Just enough of an hour in Frankfurt to find our gate, buy a chocolate croissant and transfer to our United plane for Chicago;

Flying with the sun, eight hours of coughing, sneezing, sopping snot and squinting while Vito busied himself with the window shade and whatever else he could play with without me. My eyes were buzzing. In the bathroom, I looked at myself and realized I had no idea what time it was. Vito wanted to buy a watch;

In a little less than two hours, Chicago was all baggage carousels, Blackhawks playoff jerseys, lines, neon lights and a hot dog before boarding the final plane for Sacramento;

Four more hours of my never-ending free preview of Direct TV commercials and crying children across the aisle;

Ninety minutes in the CRV with grandma and grandpa on our way to Rio Vista, we stop at Wal-Mart for cold medicine. Jet-lagged and lackluster after eating tacos, Vito and I crash and sleep until 3:30AM the next morning when I wake up and vomit. Vito wakes up and writes about it;

One day sweating in a recliner or in bed in pajamas sucking electrolyte popsicles.

Sunday, April 26, 2015

the boy

was starting to cough in his lap
with no boy’s knees
he staggered
the pistol in his shoulder
they came to a vanished road
lifted him over nothing
it’s okay he said and picked
and set off
he dropped down
he turned and stood
dropped to his knees and leaves
he wiped gore and mute
in the long cold
down he heard them
there was a cough
so frail and thin
“Pinch an Inch” PoMoSco challenge – use words in a one-inch width of source text.
McCarthy, Cormac. The Road. New York: Picador, 2006. Print.

Friday, April 17, 2015

somewhere touch

me because
near experience never silence beyond fingers
or unclose
which though their have myself
beyond have near cannot 

“Spelling B” PoMoSco challenge – use the Diastic Poem Generator a source text and a seed text to create a response.
Cummings, E. E. "somewhere i have never traveled, gladly beyond."

Seed Text
"So much depends on a red wheel barrow" from Williams, William Carlos. "The Red Wheelbarrow." 1962.

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Philharmonic Qatar

Bulletin board, Learning Resource Center,
LAS Building, Education City, Doha, Qatar.
be part of the event
unlocking human potential
click majlis
for more information
schedule tinkering stages
predictors of blogging
in six Arab countries
“As Advertised” PoMoSco challenge – use found words from a bulletin board to compose a response.

Saturday, April 11, 2015

discomplopulating Bashô's frog

No one 
Along this pond but I,
This frog plop. 
In the plop
No plop can plop
How soon it must frog.
“Haiku Anew” PoMoSco challenge –  discombobulate a haiku poem using the Haiku Discombobulater.
Bashô, Matsuo. "Frog Haiku." Trans. James Kirkup. Berkeley: Bureau of Public Secrets, n.d. Web. 13 Apr. 2015.

Thursday, April 09, 2015

in the universe

in the stories
in the northeast
in the Iliad
in the earth
in the end
in the world
in the life
in the presence
in the underworld
in the form
in the account
in the wild
in the home
in the reign
in the century
in the town
in the fire
"X:Y" PoMoSco challenge – listing syntactic pattern from source text.
Hamilton, Edith. Mythology. New York: Back Bay Books, 1998. Print.