March 2nd, 2004

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Poem for Tuesday

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communicator pointed out this essay on the arrogance of poetry by Mark Halliday. Not only do I disagree with a great deal of what he says, but I'm giggling because he was one of my professors at the University of Pennsylvania (where, incidentally, he did not get tenure, though he taught one heck of a poetry writing workshop). I did not think he was a particularly great poet, particularly given that we had Daniel Hoffman on the faculty and Elizabeth Alexander was in one of my other workshops hence you get another poem of hers today.

I had lunch with my mother yesterday and demonstrated my dorkiness by naming all the sails on the model ships in Legal Seafood. Also had phenomenal Indian fish stew. Later I took older son to fencing and sat outside in the 65-degree weather reading H.M.S. Surprise and, when it got too dark to read, went in and watched how much my son has improved in three weeks. Life is good.

There's more, but I have to go drive both children to friends' houses as they have no school since the Maryland primary is today. Am off to vote for Edwards and resign myself to Kerry. ashinae, we have unfinished business and I shall be back by 11, so be here!
little review

I Must Still Be In Oscar Mode.

A fashion statement about my imaginary boyfriends:

It is so my fantasy that Russell Crowe and Paul Bettany will one day wear these very gay flamboyant colorful suits to the same public event. And stand next to each other and maybe snuggle.

Note: Paul should lose the yellow tie. I want to see his shiny purple collar out and flapping in the breeze like Russell's hot pink collar.

And, just to prove a point:

Russell and Paul as gay Ken dolls.