Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Realia 4

what you dream
of facing the hull of another wreck
it sailed off into the wild blue yonder some
half-realized titanic with an emphasis on
iceberg float in the fatal aqua
gah-gah you still saw see!
faux pas in guady gew-gaw whee!
ooh! ahh! moored to the weird maw
of mine pining the far beaches and outer reaches
without a flaw no one on no horizon one fallen but freely
pink all sun-swabbed and succulently
among palms as does late day downwardly i know you
pretty town you know my little city and what
bitter renown comes of trying you must fly with no good-byeing
no sighing no doubling up
bubbling over troubling
stubbling up through the smooth sand and surface
to plant a kiss

Sunday, May 03, 2009

All of April...

...without a getting a word in. It hurt. Quite simply, THAT much is happening in my life and blogging has just taken a back seat!

I started another blog in the meanwhile, though. Wait! That's contradictory! That's a great @#$&% idea, Bob! You can't even update this one regularly. What are you doing starting another one? As you might imagine, my upkeep on the new blog has been lackluster, as well.

I suppose I could back-date this post if I really wanted to keep up appearances...

Things have settled down a little now that I know I will keep my job in the district next year and I won't have to look for one anymore. I still don't know if I'll be at the same school or not, though. In any case, I'm not looking for a job in Saudi Arabia, and I'll be able to enjoy my summer vacation in Italy. Two months all up in it! That's the light at the end of the tunnel...

Vito is excellent. Thanks for asking. He tried finger painting for the first time today. It wasn't even that messy...

I'd like to say more, but it's getting late...