Monday, August 30, 2021
LAUDROMAT ELEGY
She was already a ghost, with her long white hair and pale moon-colored clothes. Behind a counter, she sat on a stool and smoked a cigarette. If a machine wasn’t working right, she would move silently, open it and take a look. We spent a month or two going there before we bought our own washer and dryer. It was just easier to. We didn’t go there anymore and one day the laundromat was gone. The windows were boarded over. She weaved everything inside into water and soap and poured with that river to wherever it flowed.
Sunday, August 29, 2021
Friday, August 27, 2021
CHAPLIN AIRLINES
That was the first thing everyone asked, and yes, it was true. He was Charlie Chaplin’s brother. If they wanted more, he would tell them his brother wanted to be in pictures, while he wanted to fly. These were the days you had to hold on to the pitching fuselage, riding on a bird made of cloth and wood. There’s no way to describe the feeling of being in the sky. Leaving the land, the ocean below, steering for the bright sun surrounding Catalina Island.
Thursday, August 26, 2021
new Santoka Taneda
I've been enjoying this new book on one of my favorite poets, Santoka Taneda. Includes a lot of his journal entries I've never seen translations of before.
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