Saturday, January 29, 2011



Friday, January 28, 2011

probably nothing

in my dreams you climb the walls
slip through the window and kiss my neck
which leaves a mark
so i throw you out

you might be Puck
you know all the lines.
you cannot fly
you've learned to climb.

they whisper
clicks and squeaks that fill the room
and you can build whispers,
i decide,
out of clicks and squeaks

i am the sound man
80% of what you hear never happened
i built it for you
so you will understand.

and they whisper because of me
if i wasnt here they would speak
im trying to dream im trying to dream im trying to sleep.

Thursday, January 20, 2011

New Poet Love- Bob Hicok

PERHAPS AN ENTRY SOMEWHERE IN A BOOK
by Bob Hicok

There is a night under every one
of these stones. It could be a hundred
years old, a thousand. I used to toss them
into the future, making refugees
of shapes while thinking of words
as river crossings. I am crossing
the Seine—gate. I am crossing the Arno—
throwback. I am crossing the Roanoke—
heartwild. This has been a picture of me
wearing the memory of a house.
The impossible camera takes pictures
of both the looked at thing and the thing
doing the looking, like a dream
in which sleep is dreamed by a woman
who is awake and tearing tickets
at the movies. She gives you the half
of entry and keeps the half of tribute,
while the tearing itself dies
and with it, the music of its proof.
I am crossing perception—tightrope.
I am crossing snow—documentation.
I am crossing the threshold—welcome
to so long. I am lifting my shirt
where loss re: the conservation
of energy and loss re: the conversation
of empathy make me wonder if I
am a fishbowl with one or a fishbowl
with two orange flashings I am called
essentially to feed. The answer:
pending. Meanwhile, the skeleton
is a device for killing time.
You see this in bridges. Not falling
as prelude to falling down.

Monday, January 10, 2011



Photo by Molly Pelavin

Sunday, January 9, 2011

One Liners

Movie trailers are like little perfect movies.
The first line of a good movie trailer is my favorite thing to listen to.
This doesnt include narration.
Just, the first line of dialogue, puzzle pieced out of context onto the beginning of a new tiny movie.
its like finding one word that completely explains something huge and complex and beautiful.

i was brainstorming ideas for my junior film when i got frustrated and instead began a list of the first lines of the movie trailers of movies that i love.
I think its a good writer's block exercise- made me pay attention to why the lines were perfect for the films- what is the line saying that the film is saying?- and then i could think of my own work that way. and find my one lines that mean what my film wants to mean and then, backwawrds i know, and i then, find what my film means... and then maybe i could write something.

but in the meantime, enjoy these:

"I don't really know where I am." -MirrorMask

"I didn't wanna wake you up, but I really wanna show you something." -Where the Wild Things Are

"Your aunt is a very lucky woman Angelica because she has two lives. she has the life she is living, and also the book she's writing." -The Hours

"This is a hoax right?" "I assure you, no." "Is there any risk of brain damage?" "...nothing you'll miss." "Ahhhhhh!!!!" -Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

"Excuse me sir, you're standing on my sleeve." "I might point out that you're lying under my bench." -Finding Neverland

"I wanna know what it feels like to care about something passionately." -Adaptation

"There's no story!" "make one up." -Adaptation

"Where you going?" "To sea. I'll send you a postcard." "Send me a postcard from everywhere." -The Curious Case of Benjamin Button

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Sun