Monday, April 20, 2009

"The Mockingbird is the Perfect Postmodern Bird..."

"...because it has no sounds of its own; it only mimics the sounds of others."
--Poet, Adam Zagajewski

So, the Polish accent is more lilting than I knew it could be when in the mouth of a poet. The city behind him was lost in a fog. the tops of the roofs were smoky with the cold. baltimore seemed eastern european in its essence--that view and that voice together conjured up all the romance i bestow on that corner of the world.

Zagajewski's poems were imbued with humour, understated and contemplative. i haven't written a poem in nearly 3 years. his work made me want to try my hand at it again.

Sunday, April 19, 2009

attended the MFA building dedication

with my sister today and after an interesting presentation on words and images (and their electronic, digital, Web presentation), I noshed on hors d'oeuvres. Finger food is addictive. Then I went to the gym for a 50-minute elliptical run. Odd that I didn't break a sweat even though I burned nearly 500 calories according to the machine's calculations.

Friday, April 17, 2009

inexplicably

i am feeling simultaneously hopeful and stupid today.

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

3 times in 24 hours

that's my current gym visit frequency. a personal best. i'm trying for two-a-days for through friday.

Saturday, April 11, 2009

family shopping trip

i've embraced new old concepts like grocery delivery. yesterday evening i had a bulk order from safeway.com shipped to my house, and find, yet, that i need to venture out to a club store for any number of things that a) i forgot to oder and/or b) that cannot be easily ordered (such as cheap, plastic patio chairs). my sisters and i are all together for the holiday, so this will likely be a more complex expedition than it needs to be.

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Outside Class


my memoir class met at XS today; the weather beckoned. i sipped my drink while we discussed several really good, evolved pieces written by fabulous classmates. i stopped off at the grocery store on my way home to the dog to pick up the ingredients for the makeshift shrimp saag i wanted to make. Gato Negro wine is still 2 bottles for 9 bucks, so i indulged.