the days of hunger and exhaustion
those Alpha Centuri women
Night. A waxing half-moon over the Sacramento Valley. 2 AM, nearly moonset. Somewhere close by, a great-horned owl announces its territory. Perhaps it is declaring its life, its joy, as in, “I’m here. I’m alive.” At my desk by the open window, I wait a moment, and the owl calls again. “I’m here, too, my friend.” I say it aloud in the dark room, but the words only fall to the floor and lay there like frightened puppies.
james lee jobe
“Love alone is not enough. Without imagination, love stales into sentiment, duty, boredom. Relationships fail not because we have stopped loving but because we first stopped imagining.”
James Hillman
Yeah, man, it's called the Binary Star, a little rock n roll club out past the Crab Nebula, right on the Intersteller Highway. Man! A lot of those Alpha Centuri women go there! What? Of course, they're women! Don't let the extra limbs and the facial hair fool you! They are RECIEVERS, man! And they love rock n roll!
james lee jobe
A poem by Jack Spicer, 1925-1965
A Red Wheelbarrow
Rest and look at this goddamned wheelbarrow. Whatever
It is. Dogs and crocodiles, sunlamps. Not
For their significance.
For their significant. For being human
The signs escape you. You, who aren't very bright
Are a signal for them. Not,
I mean, the dogs and crocodiles, sunlamps. Not
Their significance.
Jack Spicer
"I want to be inside your darkest everything."
Frida Kahlo
You are naked, wounded, covered with dirt,
and you are pulling a fire behind yourself
as you stagger across the troubled face
of this world, dragging it with a long rope.
These are the days of hunger and exhaustion.
Now the sky has opened its mouth and roared
like a lion, like an old man.
Now the river is a sin of tears.
You own your life, and nothing else.
One step follows another,
and the fire burns on.
The earth again turns away from the sun,
and darkness slams shut the door
of light and being.
You walk alone through the shallow night.
Will morning come? Yes, of course.
But when?
james lee jobe
“It may be crazy, but I'm the closest thing I have to a voice of reason.”
Gil Scott-Heron
Talking with a friend about eating various rodents made me wonder; what are some the stranger meats that you all have eaten?
My list would include:
Deer, goat, rabbit, squirrel, shark, opossum, raccoon, frog, dove, pigeon - not all that odd, really. But also bear, alligator, snake, armadillo (chili), kangaroo (tail soup), dog, cat, lizard... Seems like I am forgetting some.
And you?
james
Opossom & Veggies on Rice
Thanks, folks.
james