Busy week, lots of writers, lots of readings. And in the end, it was all sort of a blur, with voices weaving in and out. I feel like I can’t remember a thing.
Polaroid has stopped making film.
Stormtroopers lined the stairs of a museum in Philadelphia.
Ever seen people do the twist to Allen Ginsberg? Watch “Poetry in Motion” and you will. Thanks to my student for lending me a very odd documentary, odd not so much because of the documentary but the poets. Yelling and reading. Precursor to slam.
Instead of writing, I’m wondering if I should iron a shirt for tomorrow, or do the dishes. Winter blues when it isn’t cold. Very odd.