We are called the exquisite bloom of February
We are called wild and grow freely
Very very annoying are people who arrive
an hour and a half late for lunch.
Joanne Kyger, “I blinked my eyes, looked up and everyone was 25 years older”
Reading – short prose.
After devouring the collected Lydia Davis this summer, I’ve now dipped into
Samuel Beckett (“Texts for Nothing”) and
Peter Altenberg (“genius without abilities”).
All of these are surpassingly strange and very satisfying.
Collage pieces made over the weekend, working cozy in the vaulted dining space at Rowe Camp.
I have a fondness for this one’s goofy shapes: