Wednesday, November 04, 2009

Maybe Between The Earth And The Moon

Somewhere out there.
Maybe between the Earth and the Moon.
Maybe among the lost angels.
Maybe just minutes away.
Somewhere out there.

I can think it.
I can’t see it.
I can’t touch it.
I can’t kiss it.
I can think it.

The blue jeans I’m wearing are ripped
but I’ve lost weight and can button
my new blue jeans if I want to.

I still want to put on those jeans
even now sad and cynical
and separate from everything.

I can think it.
Somewhere out there.
New blue jeans. Blue. Blue like the sky.

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Things Not Jazz: Ice Cream Sadness

The Crow Equinox

That video is interesting. I didn’t make it and I don’t know who did. And I never saw that video until after I wrote and put up today’s post.

This is weird and it happened like this.

Starting last night and ending this morning I wrote “Maybe Between The Earth And The Moon.”

Then I posted the poem.

I realized—as I often do—that today’s post echoed an earlier post, in this case “Things Not Jazz: Ice Cream Sadness,” so I edited today’s post to include a link to that earlier post.

When I looked at “Ice Cream Sadness” to get the link, I remembered I’d included a video on that post. So I thought about what video I could include on today’s post. I’ve been thinking a lot about slow music lately, and I recently bought David Essex’s “Rock On” from iTunes because it’s my favorite example of a slow song that’s still—to my ears—very much a rock song. So I looked on youTube for a video of “Rock On” and found this.

A lot of the imagery seemed perfectly suited for my post, so I embedded it. The crows in the video reminded me of “The Crow Equinox” so I added that link.

It’s kind of like a collage or found art, various pieces that randomly seem to fit together even though they have no explicit connection to each other.

It’s all chance. But it seems pretty cool to me.

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