TWO Events

Big bangin' weekend this weekend. Two cultural events of the season in one weekend.

In no particular order that would indicate preference:

1) Artifact Reading Series is back! Readings by Craig Santos Perez, David Buuk and Leslie Scalapino. Details at http://www.artifactseries.blogspot.com/

2) I C E B E R G E R Gallery 2nd opening featuring work by Aiyana Udesen, Free Can Beer and Cake on a Stick and Cake-Cake.
Details at http://www.icebergergallery.com/current.html

I'll be representing at Iceberger in the form of Cake-Cake in the form of a Cross and behind a table at Artifact selling books. I recommend both equally.

This is an official endorsement by Lindsey Boldt.

Bewilderment

Look what I found when I typed "Bewilderment" into Google Image Search:

People are FREAKS.

I love freaks but, dang guys. (Click on the title of this post)

Taxidermy

Alright, so, apparently the above photo is not the taxidermalogical anomaly that I had originally thought. Apparently, taxidermying mice, specifically white ones, is kind of a thing. Instead of just google image searching for "taxidermy" as I did yesterday and finding the above photo, today I typed in "taxidermy mice" and found a whole slew of images. To your right you'll see my personal favorite.

As someone who had pet mice as a child, specifically white ones, this phenomenon both intrigues and disgusts me. The story of my many mice and their odd mishaps and misadventures is a long one so I'll save it but here's a list of names.

RIP:
Maid Marion and Maid Madeline (death by cat)
Maid Marion and Maid Madeline ROUND 2 (death by same cat)
Angelina and friend (death by old age and death by Angelina, respectively)
Naomi (death by old age).

No, I never stuffed them once dead and dressed them up in little hats and ruffs. I reckon I'll be returning to the subject of taxidermy again in this blog as it is really one of the most Ridiculous Human Things I can think of. There's so much poetic potential here...I'm pretty sure.

Zukofsky- All

So That Even a Lover

1

Little wrists,
Is your content
My sight or hold,
Or your small air
That lights and trysts?

Red alder berry
Will singly break;
Buty you--how slight--do:
So that even
A lover exists.


2

Hello, little leaves,
Said not St. Francis
But my son in the spring,
Doing at two
(Neither really begged)
What it took the other--
He'd agree and laugh--
44 years to do.


*I found this when I typed "Little wrists" into Google image search.

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Que J'ay Dit Devant


1

Day that passes,
Day that stays,
Day that passes
Other days'

Crow's-foot, sieges,
Tears bare way,
A god's egis,
Catspaw spray.