two poems from my new project:
ii.
now we can start a band.
we can sound like radiohead
but under a machine gun of
lights
muffled by the underwater
purging of sound
drowned out
by our own yellow
and gold rays of
vibrations.
and i’d sleep on matted earth
and you’d drink sea salt
mixed in your
glass cup
printed with bouquets of ice
flowers
and i’d wear copper
on my wrist
and it would conduct
electricity,
as it should.
ix.
found the cracked shell
of sapphire incrusted lantern
from peasant market in morocco,
kept it to hang from the rafters
project light on the night mummer,
i should have stayed to watch her dance
like peacock feathers wouldn’t have suffocated
the colors from the long stretched limbs
of goddesses parading,
and she was.
if i had spun her weaves
of gemini webs
she would have taken swords of fury to her breast
and i would have seen her calf muscles ache
like signs of jesus,
beneath us,
and she was.
and the broken bones
of her feet would spell out,
genevieve,
and i’d run quickly
after i’d found her buried
under pine branches,
caking dirt into the forest floor,
that’s what
she was.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
no scrubs
so. i've never listened to radiohead before.
then once upon a time i did.
so i am right now.
totally inspired,
as it should be.
gonna write a chapbook.
i want to submit to sister spit's chapbook award,
yeee.
fiction/poems, iz cool.
then once upon a time i did.
so i am right now.
totally inspired,
as it should be.
gonna write a chapbook.
i want to submit to sister spit's chapbook award,
yeee.
fiction/poems, iz cool.
Saturday, January 2, 2010
mewmew
Bast (Bastet, Pasch, Ubasti, Ba en Aset) - Daughter of the sun god Ra, wife of Ptah, and mother of Mihos, Bast is an ancient Egyptian goddess who is still greatly revered by many today. Her worship began around the year 3200 BCE during the second dynasty in northern Egypt and her city is Bubastis. There, and in many other ancient cities, Egyptians celebrated Bast’s feast day, October 31st, with great joy and enthusiasm honouring their goddess, their protectress. Related to Neith, the Night Goddess, Bast symbolized the moon in its function of making a woman fruitful, with swelling womb. She was also the Egyptian Goddess of pleasure, music, dancing and joy, and associated with the Eye of Ra, acting as the instrument of the Sun God's vengeance.
Bast is the Sacred Cat and her name means devouring lady. She is depicted as having the body of a woman and the head of a domestic cat. She holds the sacred rattle, Sistrum, and she possesses Utchat, the divine, all-seeing eye of Ra.
Indeed, the people of ancient Egypt turned to Bast for protection and for blessing, as she was a renowned and beloved goddess. She was the protectress of women, children, and domestic cats. She was the goddess of sunrise, music, dance, and pleasure as well as family, fertility, and birth.
(from http://www.moggies.co.uk/bastet/bastet.html)

"bastet" by susan seddon boulet
Bast is the Sacred Cat and her name means devouring lady. She is depicted as having the body of a woman and the head of a domestic cat. She holds the sacred rattle, Sistrum, and she possesses Utchat, the divine, all-seeing eye of Ra.
Indeed, the people of ancient Egypt turned to Bast for protection and for blessing, as she was a renowned and beloved goddess. She was the protectress of women, children, and domestic cats. She was the goddess of sunrise, music, dance, and pleasure as well as family, fertility, and birth.
(from http://www.moggies.co.uk/bastet/bastet.html)

"bastet" by susan seddon boulet
Friday, January 1, 2010
carpet munching: a look at what's likely to happen(for me) in 2010
january - 7 of cups - ground fantasies into reality or they will stay as daydreams. take ACTION! whatever it is i want, obtain it by doing instead of dreaming.
february - ace of wands - energy of life; power, excitment, sexual desire; enthusiasim to begin new projects, may overwhelm others.
march - 3 of cups - joy! emotional sharing, open expression of feeling, cooperation with no one in charge; women; friendship, family; give freely with love; life is good!
april - ace of pentacles - gift of reality; security, wealth, promise of success with business and creative projects; starting point in my quest for a worth while life.
may - queen of wands (reversed) - confronts adversity and suffering; tackle the problem or help others, if not, the situation may force me to want to leave.
june - king of pentacles (reversed) - set back or loss makes me question myself; will need outside achievements to justify.
july - nine of cups (reversed) - truth, loyalty, liberty; looks beyond pleasure for deeper happiness.
august - page of wands - eager, excited, ready to try new things; loyal friend or lover-no duplicity in this person.
september - the star - hope, optimisim, bright prospects, calm and confidence in the future; release and new life.
october - the chariot - strong will; deal with a difficult situation through force of personality; confidence and belief in potential solutions; my successes are admired by others.
november - ace of cups - love rules life, not power; feminine sexual energy; hand of god; emotions.
december - 2 of wands - learn to share successes with others.
february - ace of wands - energy of life; power, excitment, sexual desire; enthusiasim to begin new projects, may overwhelm others.
march - 3 of cups - joy! emotional sharing, open expression of feeling, cooperation with no one in charge; women; friendship, family; give freely with love; life is good!
april - ace of pentacles - gift of reality; security, wealth, promise of success with business and creative projects; starting point in my quest for a worth while life.
may - queen of wands (reversed) - confronts adversity and suffering; tackle the problem or help others, if not, the situation may force me to want to leave.
june - king of pentacles (reversed) - set back or loss makes me question myself; will need outside achievements to justify.
july - nine of cups (reversed) - truth, loyalty, liberty; looks beyond pleasure for deeper happiness.
august - page of wands - eager, excited, ready to try new things; loyal friend or lover-no duplicity in this person.
september - the star - hope, optimisim, bright prospects, calm and confidence in the future; release and new life.
october - the chariot - strong will; deal with a difficult situation through force of personality; confidence and belief in potential solutions; my successes are admired by others.
november - ace of cups - love rules life, not power; feminine sexual energy; hand of god; emotions.
december - 2 of wands - learn to share successes with others.
Monday, December 28, 2009
hanalei
ooohhhh, just doin some thinkin and writin and fictionin and stuff.
this is how i feel about los angeles and san francisco:
if san francisco is a leather goddess dripping turquoise aura, then los angeles is her immature ex girlfriend who is still bitter about the break up.
if los angeles is an absent minded piece of fiction, then san francisco is a hawk feather tied to a web of dreams.
oh and also,
if you could count tiny droplets of blood, they would wrap their wings around old carcass and i would bury her urn in the canyon and only the trees would wallow when i would cry. i would lay me down in a river. i would lay me down in quiet bones. make clay out of the river water and the rest of her ashes i had forgotten to scatter. i would pass singing bowls around the circle of apostles at her wake and capture the voice of each whisper and i'd cake myself in her, from ash clay. i'd cloak my self in her, i'd cake myself in her, i'd cloak myself in her spirit and i would spit wet rose quartz to the ground and the gulls would swarm.
this is how i feel about los angeles and san francisco:
if san francisco is a leather goddess dripping turquoise aura, then los angeles is her immature ex girlfriend who is still bitter about the break up.
if los angeles is an absent minded piece of fiction, then san francisco is a hawk feather tied to a web of dreams.
oh and also,
if you could count tiny droplets of blood, they would wrap their wings around old carcass and i would bury her urn in the canyon and only the trees would wallow when i would cry. i would lay me down in a river. i would lay me down in quiet bones. make clay out of the river water and the rest of her ashes i had forgotten to scatter. i would pass singing bowls around the circle of apostles at her wake and capture the voice of each whisper and i'd cake myself in her, from ash clay. i'd cloak my self in her, i'd cake myself in her, i'd cloak myself in her spirit and i would spit wet rose quartz to the ground and the gulls would swarm.
whoa so much at a time!!!
THIS goes out to wanting to fuck you
like the cresent moon in the hallway of your studio
with libra rising,
your cat watching,
you start crying.
and i'm gone.
like the cresent moon in the hallway of your studio
with libra rising,
your cat watching,
you start crying.
and i'm gone.
long time, no see
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poems,
poets, hmm.
words,
written words, hmm.
spoken words,
spoken treason,
wind like the way the
trees hum
keep your
ear drum
to the north
and to the south
keep your eyes shut,
you might speak
rhythms of tidal waves
but they swallow.
poems,
poets, hmm.
words,
written words, hmm.
spoken words,
spoken treason,
wind like the way the
trees hum
keep your
ear drum
to the north
and to the south
keep your eyes shut,
you might speak
rhythms of tidal waves
but they swallow.
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