waterglass window

Commissioned a stained glass piece for Lady’s Christmas present from Contois/Reynolds Studio.

Steve Reynolds and I’ve been friends for 50 years, since Loyola College 1971, which is my seccond longest relationship after Mother Dwarf.

Met Reynolds in Baltimore, then he moved to West Virginia for decades, and finally to Spokane Washington . . . which is funny because I left Spokane in 1963 to join the Navy. What a weird web reality weaves.

It was going to be a flaming sun piece, but Lady requested water because of Lake Network, her web design business (honoring Lake Erie).

Love the piece. It glows in soft light, reflects the fireplace at night in low light, is a major presence, and literally lights up the room.

Here’s a foto tour of our living room . . . art by Reynolds, Lady, Cat Smith, me.

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soft shuffle

soft shuffle . . .

White Man – Macy Gray
The Caravan Moves On – Charles Lloyd
Shut Up And Drive – Shawn Colvin
Junkie Doll – Mark Knopfler
Dancing Barefoot – Patti Smith
Federal Funding – Cake
Pedestrian At Best – Courtney Barnett
Fretless Nostril – Critters Buggin
Peroxide Beach – Sloppy Jane
Little Head – John Hiatt
A Rainbow In Curved Air – Terry Riley
Sex And The Church – David Bowie
Busted Up – The Replacements
Bad Things – Jace Everett
Christine’s Tune – The Flying Burrito Brothers
Top Floor, Bottom Buzzer – Morphine
Sex And Gasoline – Rodney Crowell
I’m So Lonesome I Could Cry – Hank Williams
The Boy Can’t Help It – Bonnie Raitt

no muffle shuffle on . . .

no muffle shuffle on . . .

Give The Drummer Some – Can
Take Five -Dave Brubeck
Pleasure And Pain – Divinyls
Whitey On The Moon – Gil Scott-Heron
Take What I Can Get – Halle & The Jilt
Trillium – Lightman Jarvis Ecstatic Band
Fine And Mellow – Hurray For The Riff Raff
Strong Feelings – Dry Cleaning
Infra-Red – Placebo
Ice Age – The Bizarros
God & The FBI – Janis Ian
Democracy – Leonard Cohen
Repo Man – Meteors
Brandenburg Concerto No.2 In F Major – Bach
It Takes A Lot To Laugh, It Takes A Train To Cry – Carolyn Wonderland & Jimmie Dale Gilmore
Switch Blade (Alternate Take) – Duke Ellington, Mingus, Max Roach
What We All Want – The Dandy Warhols w/ Gang of Four
Bad Kitty – Liz Phair
1961 – The Grassy Knoll
In C – Orchestra Nihilistica

maybe not finished, she sez

Lady’s new poem (maybe not finished she sez):

And this morning I am the uterus supporting a placenta attached to a castle in the ether in which sets the nodding crown consternating jewels of tildes and asterisks and beating itself with willow branches.
I am ground talking about itself. I used to think I was grown but I was ground up into this fecund habitat like a good virgin burger.
I can’t complain for the dog and the cat shoot over the cultivated hills like two minnows or the commentary of passing clouds and Liberty runs through the garden, Queen of Nature. Grandma sheds golden coruscations through the mirror’s plasma like the insight of a sparkling veil. Grandpa’s thunder rumbles in the distance.
The Goddess is in the poison ivy again; she so loves her garden for isn’t it bedecking of her feet on the plush flock of moss, her taut arm curling its oval finger to smell the hibiscus’s hymn? Her nose is Mona Lisa. Her mouth is Uma Thurman. Her partner documents the copious comings and goings of seasonal crops.

2nd third of poem tag

Here’s the 2nd third (11.11-20) of my side of poem-tag with poet / playwright / professor Mary E. Weems . . . each day we use the other’s last poem to start our new one.

2021.11.11 – Welcome on in
2021.11.12 – There’s good
2021.11.14 – Moonlight is sunlight reflected
2021.11.14 – Mom put us in a perp line
2021.11.15 – My super power?
2021.11.15 – I run on guilt, angst, stress
2021.11.16 – Creek got no paddle
2021.11.17 – Pondering the ineffable
2021.11.17 – In dentist chair
2021.11.18 – Rain comes for all
2021.11.18 – Back in Babylon
2021.11.18 – Norml
2021.11.19 – From Pappy
2021.11.20 – The yellow brick road

~ ~ ~

Welcome on in
we keep moonlight lit
topic wide
nothing off limit
(cept greed and disrespect)
we talk in pause
clip claws
toke time
know then as now
now as future
(and future past)
no known
except this and that are true
or not
or true and knot

Moon’s up there
in the dark
above the clouds
above the rain
sound soothing
wet weaving

~ ~ ~

There’s good
there’s bad
there’s worse

Sound of train and rooster
and laughing children
lighten my day

Looking out window
bending back to ease pain
I see squirrel run electric wire

Humans piss upstream
run down
drink the water

~ ~ ~

Moonlight is sunlight reflected
so why don’t night vampires burn?

Got loon dust in my green cheese.

We’re off to the woods
gonna steal some gingerbread
from the wicked witch

~ ~ ~

Mom put us in a perp line
5 yr old sister 9 yr me straight and stiff
in front of the refrigerator

“We won’t be going on the picnic
until whoever stole the cupcake confesses”
she glared, She-Hulk angry

I stood firm, cool, innocent
sis squirmed
after 10 minutes of stare
mom told me to go outside

When I came back in
my crying sister had confessed
and we were heading out

I felt triumphant
the cupcake I’d stolen even more delicious

~ ~ ~

My super power?
I can choose every time
the wrong or slowest line

~ ~ ~

I run on guilt, angst, stress
until I toke
sit in sun, soft breeze

~ ~ ~

Creek got no paddle
less pot than piss
dark street I amble
stain that with this

Is shows stark tone
not nice in aim
more broken home
balanced on blame

What’s that roil
I see in me
mind meat spoil
rotting evilly

Bad or good
fight within
depends which food
you feed em

Dog got good heart
unless food appears
or new dogpiss perfume
alluringly leers

Nature v nuture
freeform or code
create the future
or carry pre-load?

~ ~ ~

Pondering the ineffable . . .

Do titmice have nipples?
Is a gift a manifested if?

If time is relative
where are its in-laws?

Does now start now
or do we wait for later?

If there’s no beginning, no end
what are we doing here?

Since no normal’s the new normal
I now drive an ambiance

Welcome to love em or lingam

~ ~ ~

In dentist chair
paid pain today
for happier tomorrow

~ ~ ~

Rain comes for all
rain leaves for none
life goes on

~ ~ ~

Back in Babylon
Mammon’s road
stuff way

~ ~ ~

An almost setting on dishwasher
National Org Reform Marijuana Laws

~ ~ ~

From Pappy
honesty and endurance

from Mom
love and kindness

from both

at the bottom of the poverty well

~ ~ ~

The yellow brick road
at the murder site in Oz
begins in a red-yellow spiral

We know the yellow goes
to brainless men
heartless cowards
opium poppies
and flying monkey poo

We know yellow brings
lying rulers
flim flammed young maams
and death by hydration
in a goth wet t-shirt competition

All this
for a pair of tacky shoes
worn on ugly feet
in hopes of returning home
to what bored you into leaving
in the first place

I wonder where the red brick goes?

last night’s shuffle soufflé . . .

last night’s shuffle soufflé . . .

The TV Made Me Do It – Moon Walker
You Want It Darker – Leonard Cohen
Kill Your Mama – Alicia Keys
Only Happy When It Rains – Garbage
The Caravan Moves On – Charles Lloyd
Bark Like A God – Sloppy Jane
Assassin – Bill Laswell
Blue Monk – Thelonious Monk
I Was Dancing In A Lesbian Bar – Jonathan Richman
Monkey in a Silo – Jim White
Suite No. 1 In C – Bach
Breaking Point – The Specials
No Bammer Weed – Snoop Dogg
Necessary Evil – Debbie Harry
Female Jesus – Johnny Dowd
Little Liars – Ida Mae
Ninety Miles An Hour Down A Dead-End Street – Hank Snow
Money Jungle – Duke Ellington, Mingus, Max Roach

From what I read, the session for the Money Jungle album — 1963, Duke Ellington, Charles Mingus, Max Roach — was tense. Per one version, part way through, Mingus packed up his bass and left, disgusted by Ellington’s selfishness, with Ellington chasing him down the street trying to talk him out of leaving. The tension’s evident in the title cut, making the song even better.

shuffle shuffle toil from trouble . . .

shuffle shuffle toil from trouble . . .

Ave Maria – Bumba Massa
Don’t Go Home With Your Hard-On – Leonard Cohen
Cosmik Debris – Frank Zappa
Coyote – Joni Mitchell
Ain’t Got No Money – Justin Townes Earle
Take Five – Dave Brubeck
Beezlebub – Beats Antique w/ Les Claypool
Kool-Aid – Ry Cooder
Grow Mama Grow – Dominique Fils-Aimé
Prelude from Partita No.3 for Solo Violin – Bela Fleck
Busted Up – The Replacements
Solo Dancer – Charles Mingus
If Jesus Drove A Motor Home – Jim White & Aimee Mann
Elevator Operator – Courtney Barnett
John/Joseph – The Narcotix
Tried To Be A Man – Rickie Lee Jones
M – Music I – Inside C – Curved E-Entrances – Terry Riley
Me And Paul – Willie Nelson
B.H. Goes To A Freak – Critters Buggin
Glueland – Do Nothing

shuffle on anonymous one . . .

shuffle on anonymous one . . .

King Kong – Clinic
Cold Dog Soup – Guy Clark
Bad Karma – Miley Cyrus & Joan Jett
Elephant Ghost – Colonel Claypool’s Bucket Of Bernie Brains
A Swamp Dog’s Tale – Goat Girl
Back Porch – The Presidents Of The United States
Terror Couple Kill Colonel – Bauhaus
My Shit’s Fucked Up – Kinky Friedman
Family Pain – Swamp Dogg
Infra-Red – Placebo
Me And The Eagle – Steve Earle
Where It’s At – Beck
Wrong Side Of The Bottle – Heidi Newfield
Black Widow Blues – Townes Van Zandt
Hat And Beard – Eric Dolphy
This Tune – Television
Parisian Enclave – The Mountain Goats
If You’ve Got The Money, I’ve Got The Time – Lefty Frizzell
Fur Elise – Bach / Michael Silverman
Cross Talk IV / Radio Lonelys – Oneohtrix Point Never

poem tag, my side, first 10 days of 30

Poet/playwright/professor Mary E. Weems and I are playing 30-poem email tag . . . she sent poem Nov 1st, I used it as jump-off for mine, she uses mine as jump-off for her next day’s.

Here are my first ten days in November . . .

(the 3 astericked lowku slipped in on their own during morning dogwalk, aren’t Mary’s fault).

*2021.11.1 – If I sit in the dark
2021.11.1 – Mom, dad, bro 1, bro 2, maybe sis
2021.11.2 – Politician infested waters
*2021.11.3 – Follow the money
2021.11.3 – In parked car in cold
*2021.11.4 – Frost white on clover green
2021.11.4 – There you go
2021.11.5 – First sip of coffee
2021.11.6 – We make stories of fears
2021.11.7 – We come wet
2021.11.8 – Last time I felt safe
2021.11.9 – We creep from dark
2021.11.10 – Pain is your friend

~ ~ ~

If I sit in the dark
still, quiet, eyes closed
trouble can’t see me

~ ~ ~

Mom, dad, bro 1, bro 2, maybe sis
so many dead, burned, buried
and that’s not counting the cats

or the eventual dog

Oldest friend still living
snuck in 50 years ago 376 miles away
now 2,129 miles off

donno if that’s progress or escape

But they’re all with me
dead, alive
inside and out

now and never forever

This here and gone makes me me
for my only her —
wife, partner-in-crime, friend

in yes and no of if and when

~ ~ ~

Politician infested waters
I enter anyway
cast my vote


Here comes snow again
cold ice wind blow
another run for sun


Freight train
low heavy slow rumble
pulling night


what a waste
of grace and space


Power corrupts
the corrupt seek power
we choose our Gods

till finally

Cold room
hot bath

~ ~ ~

Follow the money
follow the power
follow the assholes

~ ~ ~

In parked car in cold
sun toasty through warm glass

The road do get rocky
the vehicle creaky
the body tired
the mind weary
the soul cranky
the map fades
the route lost

In other words
business as usual

As rock rolls on
one continues the show
with nary a me or you in the know

~ ~ ~

Frost white on clover green
this dogwalk morning
the table turns

~ ~ ~

There you go
yet . . .
here you are still
(and your shadow beat you to it)

You can’t step out of the picture
of reference
and expectation
(the father and mother of suffering
sez long gone Buddha)

You can only shed your leave
if you shed the going too

~ ~ ~

First sip of coffee
ahhh, there may be a god
second sip
oh yes, here’s land to trod

Wait . . . it’s covered in ice
and cold of snow
slick with lies
and the 1%’s no

Trapped in wraps of power and sex
plus plots and knots of loss
of cultural hex
and white skin gloss

~ ~ ~

We make stories of fears

Freight train pulls heavy
through valley of night
moan and wail

Sparkle frosts dead leaves
breath hangs in air
Persephone’s back in hell

I make my noise
nobody listens
life goes on

~ ~ ~

We come wet
go worry loss
face frost
walk pain
ignore cost

surly worm
seeking bird
for burial

referral absurd
basic bet
untied knot

where gain?

weary work awakin’

~ ~ ~

Last time I felt safe
I was 5
half asleep in backseat
of 1940’s car
on 1951 highway
drone of primitive rubber
running crude concrete
and rattle wreck of entropy
lullaby sublime
parents dark shape in front
me safe behind
no worry
no time
no trouble mind

~ ~ ~

We creep from dark
sneaking peeks for sabertooths
mastodons, dire wolves
to huddle round the tribal fire
chanting myths and misses
want and need
how much blood we’re willing to grieve
for the laughing light before us
the hard cold teeth behind
as we pound bone
blow flute
glancing back for the fiery eyes
and dripping drool
of life’s school

~ ~ ~

Pain is your friend
lets you know you’re alive
still stumbling down Entropy Lane
with the rest of us halt and lost and lame
every day longer
every year shorter
every blister bigger
every gain subdued
as we bounce in bursts of grasp and sorrow
groping toward compost
brief season
a few tree rings
and back to ground we go
minerals and manure
to be mined
by many
a fool