Wednesday, November 17, 2010

a little third person


Always critical
of something suspicious--
Spacious blurred blue sky
just shy of the clouds,
seemingly almost afraid
of upcoming rain,
and all around
you felt the movement of traffic
bring him back to at least sea level—

Or brought store bought thoughts
and fell asleep at the wheel.

and then you just have to move on

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

a lost ipod

so the story goes that i lost my ipod on a plane trip from denver to frisco.  by the time we had reached the bart train, i had been up for 12 hours and my best friend, my neck pillow, has decided to deflate.  needless to say, i was exhausted and ready to go home.  somehow, somewhere along the initial descent to frisco i packed my headphones away, but forgot to give my ipod its home in my bag and it jumped ship to stay on the plane.

keep your eyes peeled for a silver ipod updated classic in a white case

Thursday, September 9, 2010

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

free swimming medusa

5-7-5-7-7


Usually, each line consists of one image or idea; unlike English poetry, one does not seek to "wrap" lines in tanka, though in the best tanka the five lines often flow seamlessly into one thought.

5-7-5-7-7

California fog
Wrapped in an endless color
(I am here with you)
Like a late green daydream draws
Effortlessly toward evening

vacation

...and then all of a sudden you reappear.

Thursday, April 17, 2008

spring (sprung) - part one

When spring sprung, or sprang, I immediately went to the middle of three windows in the family room. The screen was already in place so the breeze was almost instantaneous.

tut-tut, it looks like rain



hey! thats my trident

cocoon

Thursday, January 3, 2008

Friday, October 26, 2007

Thursday, October 11, 2007

Thursday, September 6, 2007

overheard quote number two:

I’ve been to a catholic wedding;
The incense ruined my pantsuit.

Wednesday, September 5, 2007

Obrigado Dilla

there is no reason to sleep on this


Friday, August 24, 2007

Finders Keepers VII

[hived]

It has various shades from nearly white to deeply golden that are honey-lipped and dipped in evening by the simplicity of sweet wine,
Enriched with frequent light and patterns chasing stalks of clover and Hawaiian honey-creepers twisted sweet with words;

As if music's instrumental heart broke,
As if with beekeeper hands he tries to touch the perfect female,
Four wings and in a somewhat crazed bout of antiquity,
she displays the beautiful expression of honey suckle.

And her golden spots cast shadows against the glare of sunlight.

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

an artist's statement

here is a semi-autobiographical commentary that i created for my friend mark for his first gallery opening. the title of the show was ballast.

Ballast: A [little] gust that shifts or changes position or direction

A long time ago, say around 29 years, Mark Thomas was born. Although there were several attempts at different careers Mark eventually found his way toward painting. He began, more then predestined one can assume, as a young lad when his mother denied him of any real coloring books. It was the cleveland paper shortage of '82 and his mother, who had a penchant for the miniature, always said "The real world has no thick black outlines. You have to make your own mark, Mark."

At age 15, Mark was partially scared on his right arm while attending the Dyslexic School for Future Left-Handed Marine Biologist (DSLMB), when one of his semi-handicapped classmates mistook his arm for a Northern Snakehead Fish. If you ask the student, even after all these years and clearly past the statute of limitations within the state, he still sticks to his story. His story is that although native to Asia, there was the rumor that two similar fish were caught by anglers and being frightened when Mark was drawing big circles with chalk on the chalkboard; the student was reacting on instinct and attempted to attack the fish. After the incident, a school code of Sea Ethics was drafted with Mark sitting on the advisor board. This statement can be found on the school's website and is recited at their yearly graduation ceremony.

Following his parents' suggestion and the advice of mutual family friend, Mark began to stay landlocked. He finished high school and attended the local university with an undecided major. With a series of awkward encounters with the locals and after a cup of coffee with a man they called Bob, Mark found himself upon a brief stint at Kent State University's Architecture Program. Mark eventually spearheaded the program that landed students in the designer's shoes. Each student was assigned a group to collaborate and design a bus stop on Kent State's campus. Although this lead to a mass deconstruction of said bus stops and the loss of millions of dollars, Mark is still proud of his accomplishment; however, cannot use that achievement as a reference nor on his resume.

From there, Mark went on to the Fine Art's Program but was promptly expelled in an incident that involved graph paper, non-sauced spaghetti, a v-neck colored t-shirt, and a promise that he would return. Later it became known that Mark didn't return because he was fathering the idea that Denny's should have a semi-annual, semi-formal dance with an open bar. This came to be known as Denny's Dance Hall. After some time, Mark added the minor stipulation that during slow dances no reggaeton would be played.

Finally, after a semi-public apology, Mr. Thomas graduated from Kent State with a BFA.

Mark has been hit by an ice cream truck, been almost arrested for his t-shirt, pretended he is a gulf war veteran, had two appendixes (or appendi) removed, convinced his parents he was vegetarian, refused to drive for three years and continues to keep his recipe for hot and sour soup a secret.


ballast:

The Backwash Squeeze and Other Improbable Feats (part II)

The Backwash Squeeze and Other Improbable Feats
A book by Edward Mcpherson Part II

Edward is currently on a book “tour”
When asked about his tour, Edward thought the word “tour” was too grand

Have a listen:
http://www.wnyc.org/shows/lopate/episodes/2007/08/09

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Monday, August 6, 2007

The Backwash Squeeze and Other Improbable Feats

The Backwash Squeeze and Other Improbable Feats. A book by Edward Mcpherson.

The Backwash Squeeze and Other Improbable Feats
, comes out tomorrow, August 7, from HarperCollins.

The book is about bridge, the card game, and the people who play it.


An excerpt that appeared in Salon this weekend:


And the book was reviewed in Saturday's Wall Street Journal:

colorwheel

Overhead improvements prevail like subtle shifts in an evening hue,
Like finding new colors
From the colors you grew up with.

persephone

i heard falls knock on summer's door.

"i have no idea where persephone is, honestly."


Wednesday, June 13, 2007

defining the word by using the word part one

the palatal speech of sound against the tongue, in the direction you, repeated vocabulary. represented in the structure of semivowels,
and palatal vowels of sound change
as we connect paragraphs of conversation,
to the distinctness of individual creativity.

aeroplane

(at this exact moment) i wish i headed somewhere via aeroplane





at this moment, i wish i was headed somewhere

maybe here:

Sunday, June 3, 2007

broadcast


button love while listening to tender buttons

Tuesday, May 22, 2007

finders keepers IV, V, VI

IV

I saw a silhouette from the alphabet while seeing sound collide; coinciding like centuries of art drawing senseless shapes, eating grapes, and another piece goes untitled.


V

(chanting: from lithium onwards) hydrogen created a new document



VI

a sea-dove, cold from wind and wings fastened with wax--
fly by all means was just a part of speech.



Portland Oregon part three





Portland Oregon part two: for carl--wherever you are (thank you john)

Friday, May 18, 2007

U is a great letter

alphabet soup number three



then i recommend numbers:


specifically number eight.


eight being eight as the cardinal numeral next after seven with its nouns expressed as viii.

Finders Keepers III

simplicity over compensating for color as nouns as categories of words.
used in the frequency of early conversation adjectives, attempting to qualify the density of essential.

Thursday, May 17, 2007

Portland, Oregon part one


the city of roses.
78 (125 km) miles to the ocean the largest wheat export port in the united states and more asian elephants (27 to date) have been born in portland than in any other north american city. http://www.travelportland.com/



(i used the font elephant)

Tuesday, May 8, 2007

finders keepers part II

[obscure]

i have a secret.
a vowel sound
unaccented,
illustious and humble, but mine.

adaptations melt gradually into the calm of you.
as colors fade
i will hide under language to blur the qualities of sound.

finders keepers part I

[quiet]

everyday i count a handful of calm,
a breath will not disturb our smooth glass spots of air

"this is a matter that concerns my calm"

hurry my friend, hurry,
we are without verbs of being,
remaining and maintaining ourselves.

mmmmm soup

an exclamation. louder then expected by some to attract the attention to the speaker, or to give some sort of time to (re)consider what to say; also, you may vocally express disapproval by a factitious clearing of the throat. Hence ahem.

More alphabet soup please

In the smallest of quantities in ordinary air,
susceptible only to combustion,
I found what I was looking for.

Saturday, May 5, 2007

alphabet soup number two

It was night: Quiet and calm spoke the birds, laughing at nouns added to the verb of a sentence to complete the predicate. It was night that was reminded whose head is a noun or pronoun, or a hot air balloon safely off the ground. (And you whispered, “hence they are used for observing atmospheric phenomena.)