29 August 2005

I became quite interested in this song when my cat, who may have been Turkish, disappeared earlier this year. He celebrates his eleventh birthday today and his sixth month of disappeared status Friday. When he was first absent I would sing this lullaby in case he was hurt or scared somewhere, and to calm myself. … More 29 August 2005

Irene, Good Night

Afternoon is fading in Maringouin and I did not get to Rising Tide, which must have been an adrenalin filled event since Hurricane Irene made landfall as a Category One storm in North Carolina this morning. I have written Eric Cantor: Bayou Maringouin, LA. Today marks the sixth anniversary of the arrival of the Hurricane … More Irene, Good Night

Gates of Eden

This song is for that Spanish Professor and Clarissa. It is truly American, and it explains a great deal. * I hope, but cannot promise, to be at Rising Tide today. This year August 29 falls again on a Monday, as it did in 2005. Classes had just started and things were hectic, and we were … More Gates of Eden

TS Arlene

Our Mayan ancestors, says the Popul Vuh – that sacred text of which this weblog is but a performance – were all great sacrificers and penitents.  “Sacrifice and penitence are not for mortals, but for the gods,” says one of my old post-it notes, and I would like to reaffirm this right now. “Everything I … More TS Arlene

Ses purs ongles

Ses purs ongles très-haut dédiant leur onyx, L’Angoisse, ce minuit, soutient, lampadophore, Maint rêve vespéral brûlé par le Phénix Que ne recueille pas de cinéraire amphore Sur les crédences, au salon vide: nul ptyx, Aboli bibelot d’inanité sonore, (Car le Maître est allé puiser des pleurs au Styx Avec ce seul objet dont le Néant … More Ses purs ongles

Kairouan (Tunisia), 1920s

It is the weekend, and this video is what we are singing. At 10 AM EST on Saturday, however, HURRICANE PALOMA was leaving the Cayman Islands as a CATEGORY FOUR STORM and heading to Cuba, where it is expected to make landfall at CATEGORY THREE. C’est fatigant. Axé.