Picnic Day was grand fun this weekend. I have to say Caroline's dad (the beer man) was the high light. His lecture was pretty much hilarious. Afterwards I needed to drink budwiser in honor of his lecture. The weather wasn't rainy, like usual. Palina came home which was fun.
The weekends just fly by. I wish they were 3 days long. I have 5 poems due on Tuesday. I am not much of a poet. I try and am finding that they take longer than stories, even though they are shorter. Stories give you the space to build up to things and make mistakes or buy white paper. Poems. You have to carefully sit there and think about the meaning and significance of each word. Then it has to sound right too. Quite the challenge. Here is my first completed poem:
When I drive with my eyes closed
I think of October 3rd 1990
When I went to a party
On the
Lanterns illuminated the sky
Like technicolor fish waving in the wind
Tiger beer dictated my mind
Zhuang girls smiled at me from the edge,
Took cigarettes from the hands of German college boys.
Blue smoke twisted into the sky
Shadow mountains swallowed a dissipating wall.
No pause in between
The music beat into the dirt ground,
whispered into space like echoes quieting in a tunnel.
Glitter necklaces glowed
onto a penny a Zhuang girl stuck into her shoe.
Black ink tattoos dipped down her chest
Onto her breasts
Like ivy leaves consuming a brick wall
Converse shuffled across the dirt floor
Sweat caught on my upper lip
Her cheeks flashed pink
Hast Du etwas Zeit für
No one would believe me
If I told them I drive with my eyes closed.
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