The tiny tree door saga continues | City Insider | an SFGate.com blog
…it’s finally ready for the fairies, elves, squirrels and other mini tenants to move in…
Some paper lanterns I found in the streets of Venice.
Frank Ocean - Thinkin Bout You (Live on SNL)
"In art, at a certain level, there is no ‘better than.’ It’s just about trying to operate for yourself on the most supreme level, artistically, that you can and hoping that people get it. Trusting that just because of the way people are built and how interconnected we are, greatness will translate and symmetry will be recognized."
Digging by Seamus Heaney : The Poetry Foundation
Under my window, a clean rasping sound.
When the spade sinks into gravelly ground:
My father, digging. I look down
Marjorie Manwaring’s “Church Camp-Out, 1978” | KUOW News and Information
Summer hearts buzz like sapphire dragonflies,
eight of us squeezed in the back of Pastor Dean’s pickup
—fluorescent bikinis, faded cutoffs, the peculiar
pheromone of lake breeze, sweat, Sea & Ski
When the magician made me disappear, I felt a lurch in my stomach, a zap in my skull…I felt things floating through me and thought This is the translucent life of amoebae or squid, this is what it is to be the Holy Ghost. When the magician brought me back, I thought This is the shimmer of life between transparent and opaque and took my bow.
From Search For A Velvet-Lined Cape by Marjorie Manwaring, reviewed at The Rumpus by Jeannine Hall Gailey.
Manwaring says, “Some of my favorite poems in the book contain exchanges between a speaker who works as a magician’s assistant and her husband,” including the poem “Disappearing,” excerpted above.(via therumpus)