The headline roughly translates into, ” A friend wrote me some poetry”. And I wrote some poems too. Click here (Oh, look! I appear with Brian Howe, who is staying in my house this weekend! It don’t take much to please me! By the way, Brian – did you see this bit of love? And this? The critic in you is everywhere. Does this make you famous, powerful, or wealthy? All of the above? Can I be your stylist?).
Other good folks in Melancholia’s Tremulous Dreadlocks: Amy King – Ana Bozicevic-Bowling – Brian Howe – Brian Lucas – Bruce Covey – Craig Perez – Danielle Pafunda – Elisa Gabbert – Jana Putrle Srdic – Janet Holmes – Jen Hofer – Jill Jones – Lisa Fishman – Novica Tadic – T.A. Noonan
And then please read Sara’s lovely poem below for me. The gesture and poésie please me muchly.
“Friendship ought to be a gratuitous joy, like the joys afforded by art or life.” –Simone Weil
You said I was too careful,
so into my dreams I’ve invited
childhood friends to come and go freely,
the poor posture and benevolence
of a sedated heart. You’re granted
one dramatic exit, my soft spot
for blonde ambition and women
who drive. Little by little, I earn
my milk and bread. Your language
obsession? I dance it like a poet
or a fool. The next round’s on me.
I’ll night-ride passenger-side
of your speeches. Shared conspiracy
of right turns until my front door,
months from here.