8 a.m. dentist started the day. took out old filling, filled in new. i come home to find a rock n roller with my wife. she’s in the kitchen with urban-jellen‘s blue seven over coffee and computers. what’s the world come to when you find band leaders at your kitchen table when you return from your pain? life’s a concert in a psychedelic cabaret.
i did come up with the seed for the 2nd smokey grey story walking back: a fennel seed, a golem, and pod central. probably title it The Man In Grey Fennel Suite. i have no shame.
later blue brought polish painter by who needs kathy’s help selling art on e-bay. she sez she had to re-channel the old engineer kathy to help him. now inner engineer kathy is primed for purpose and won’t go back to sleep till done. i sed sometimes you have to use your old yous, your old skills, to get the job done. but i can’t channel my old smiths any more. they’re not there. i’ve accepted all the old mes, and now they’re gone, lying still, down in my basement - future clues for the smithologists.
kathy’s almost done with issue 17 of TheCityPoetry.com – her largest, most diverse issue yet – and the 1st international issue to issue from her intellectual loins. seeing her enjoyment at laying out and editing others’ work makes me yearn for yet another ArtCrimes to work on. but ArtCrimes is dead – long live ArtCrimes.Â
she saw me looking longingly at her issue so she went out and bought me lawrence durrell’s alexandria quartet to keep me out of her hair. “going to read that man right outa my hair” as they sing in south specific.
5 days and nights left in krakow. then train to lodz for one night. hope kathy doesn’t decide to ride on the outside of the train on the way back as she did the way down. then england 2 nights and on to a small croatian fishing village on the adriatic sea for 3 months. this is like no life of mine, nor life i’ve known of others. i am so glad to be here, to be with kathy.
she and i are reading 1 last time as part of the urban-jellen test‘s opening dada cabaret this friday at club tytus i koka. this will make 3 concert readings and 1 featured reading here. krakow has been good to us. krakow is the first town i feel affection for, want to return to. amsterdam is cool because of its beauty, canals, culture and grass – but krakow is cool because of its old city center and its people – and i still found culture, and herb.
here there be dragons.
