speak, kate spade

in the new display window* of the kate spade store in plaza indonesia theres a nice hardback copy of nabokovs speak, memory its a great book to read when youre just starting out to write to read yr way into literature after a while though i think hes just mean all those jibes about hisContinue reading “speak, kate spade”

i’m reading this, you neither

i’ve also been reading pound’s poems & translations the library of america edition and it’s just so nice-sounding in yer head and in yer ears and in yer mouth when you read them out loud even though more times than you’d like to admit you don’t understand a thing. well that’s not true, a lotContinue reading “i’m reading this, you neither”

not for the faint hearted cat fancy aquarist

in der friedhof der namenlosen i buried a cat a tricolored three striped freak nebelung it had jumped off a green steel draw bridge into the danube in the superfine morning of another old european civilization going to the dogs it had seen gesundheit! an angelfish swimming just under the surface

its like there arent any sales and u still run out of the things u really want

the hardest thing when you start up another secret blog is deciding on what tone to use. because the tone is yr life. and yr life is the life of the blog. thats why its nice when someone asks u to blog and they decide on the theme, readers, register of language to use. lifeContinue reading “its like there arent any sales and u still run out of the things u really want”

Announcement 3, point 5: Herr Johani, er ist tot

“Please collect the coffin containing: his body, a withered single rose placed carefully under his hands neatly cupped above the first button of his death-suit by his daughter and a Penguin copy of Pope’s Iliad that he never got to finish, though he kept saying he’d put it on the bedside table so he couldContinue reading “Announcement 3, point 5: Herr Johani, er ist tot”

Pas l’éducation sentimentale

– now i can live without this this distilling of a day thru the cheap (less than aus$10,000) coffee machine of me brain. no more waiting waiting waiting for the splotch splutter swish of dirty brown half quarter no truths into the cracked coffee single-serve cups of me minimum opus. – i can live withoutContinue reading “Pas l’éducation sentimentale”