Sunday, November 30, 2014

Southern Gothic

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OAs05x28wwM&feature=youtu.be





















I miss the South. Such a bone-deep ache.

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Photographer unknown
Song by Jason Isbell

Thursday, November 27, 2014

Poem in the Early Morning






















The Sudden Light and the Trees

My neighbor was a biker, a pusher, a dog
and wife beater.

In bad dreams I killed him

and once, in the consequential light of day,
I called the Humane Society
about Blue, his dog.
They took her away

and I readied myself, a baseball bat
inside my door.

That night I hear his wife scream

and I couldn't help it, that pathetic
relief; her again, not me.

It would be years before I'd understand

why victims cling and forgive.
I plugged in
the Sleep-Sound and it crashed
like the ocean all the way to sleep.

One afternoon I found him
on the stoop,
a pistol in his hand, waiting,

he said, for me.
A sparrow had gotten in
to our common basement.

Could he have permission

to shoot it? The bullets, he explained,
might go through the floor.

I said I'd catch it, wait, give me

a few minutes and, clear-eyed, brilliantly
afraid, I trapped it
with a pillow.
I remember how it felt

when I got my hand, and how it burst
that hand open
when I took it outside, a strength

that must have come out of hopelessness
and the sudden light
and the trees.
And I remember

the way he slapped the gun against
his open palm,
kept slapping it, and wouldn't speak. 



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Poem by Stephen Dunn
Photographer Pero Crepulja

Horror Notes

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_RrnkxBMwt8





















Click the picture for a beautiful ambient / horror-esque soundscape. Lots of hints of old school horror film notes combined with drone / dark ambient. Might serve well as a backdrop to a haunt. I recommend listening to it with headphones to hear its cavernous quality and subtle goings-ons.

Photographer unknown.

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Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Come Lay Your Weary Head, Love

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bbpxXt32kCQ





















Photographer Unknown
Song by Neel (click picture)

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Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Lynchian Knowledge

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nJhyOK5gjt8






















Photographer Unknown
Remix by Jon Hopkins (click picture)

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Saturday, November 22, 2014

I Believe It's Magic

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uV7iYytqEt4










I saw Ghostbusters in the theater three times when it came out. And, of course, I had the cassette of the soundtrack. Mick Smiley's I Believe It's Magic was my favorite song. This subtle remix and video are so much fun.

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Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Corners






















Corners

I've sought out corner bars, lived in corner houses;
like everyone else I've reserved
corner tables, thinking they'd be sufficient.
I've met at corners
perceived as crossroads, loved to find love
leaning against a lamp post
but have known the abruptness of corners too,
the pivot, the silence.
I've sat in corners at parties hoping for someone
who knew the virtue
of both distance and close quarters, someone with a
corner person's taste
for intimacy, hard won, rising out of shyness 
and desire.
I've turned corners there was no going back to,
corners
in the middle of a room that lead
to Spain or solitude.
And always the thin line between corner
and cornered,
the good corners of bodies and those severe bodies
that permit no repose,
the places we retreat to, the places we can't bear
to be found.

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Photographer unknown
Poem by Stephen Dunn

Monday, November 17, 2014

Skull and Flowers






















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We Should Stay Home

https://soundcloud.com/silent-season/campfire-stories-7-secrets-of-the-sea-mixed-by-mr-frankie-1/s-ikwch#t=0:00






















Two hour mix of ambient music. Perfect for this rainy, chilly morning. (Click picture)
 

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Sunday, November 16, 2014

Jacks-A-Plenty

















Photo taken 10/31/14

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Solitude






















Wherever this is, I need to be there.

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Autumn Waning








































Photos taken 11/15

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Saturday, November 15, 2014

Friday, November 14, 2014

Latest Poem






















Drought

For the last year
I've eaten nothing
but cinders for breakfast.
Burnt words piled on plates,
not a lick of rain
to sooth my cracked tongue.

Outside,
creatures go on bleating 
and bleating
while the sun above
never ceases its staring.
It can't stop seeing
what it's seen.

My hands, a tattoo of ash,
fold and rise
as if to beg,
but my brittle heart 
has hardened
and I cut
the nearest throat,
desperate
for the quenching,
not caring 
that it's blood,
not caring
whose it is.

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Poem written 11/2014
Photographer unknown

October Kitty

















He helped us get ready for Halloween. I also have photos of him helping Rot carve jack o'lanterns.

But I won't be posting them here. ;)

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Thursday, November 13, 2014

Noir Jack

















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Beautiful Ugly Beautiful

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uMK0prafzw0















Die Antwoord - from South Africa. Been  a fan of these guys for quite some time. This latest video is absolutely stunning, and most definitely not work safe. I get this song stuck in my head alot. And you gotta respect the sampling of I Believe It's Magic by Mike Smiley.

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Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Poem






















Untitled

She didn't last the night.
The blanket that held her
was standard hospital issue,
white, worn and frayed.
The orderly
took it down to the basement
where tomorrow it will be washed,
folded and stacked with the others—
these quiet ferrymen,
who circle in on themselves,
hold and wait with
infinitesimal patience
under the hum of lights
that never go dark,
never stop illuminating
what no one
wants to see.


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Poem written 2014

Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Backyard Jack

















We're hoping this tough big guy dries out just right so we can keep him...

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Slept In

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CB_dFW3uMf8

















Lazy Morning.

Song by Clint Mansell (click picture)

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Monday, November 10, 2014

Somewhere In The Woods






























From the series With the Lights On by photographer Neil DaCosta

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They Never Stop Watching






















Cover for H.P. Lovecraft's The Case Of Charles Dexter Ward, 1973
Artist Ian Miller


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Sunday, November 9, 2014

Towering Jack






















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Lost

















The Letter

And in the end, all that is really left
Is a feeling—strong and unavoidable—
That somehow we deserved something better.   
That somewhere along the line things
Got fouled up. And that letter from whoever’s   
In charge, which certainly would have set   
Everything straight between us and the world,
Never reached us. Got lost somewhere.   
Possibly mislaid in some provincial station.   
Or sent by mistake to an old address   
Whose new tenant put it on her dresser   
With the curlers and the hairspray forgetting   
To give it to the landlord to forward.   
And we still wait like children who have sent   
Two weeks’ allowance far away   
To answer an enticing advertisement   
From a crumbling, yellow magazine,
Watching through years as long as a childhood summer,   
Checking the postbox with impatient faith   
Even on days when mail is never brought. 
 
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Poem by Dana Gioia
Photo taken 11/8/14

Saturday, November 8, 2014

Be Happy

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ArQae1pbCw4

















Song by Die Antwoord (click picture)
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Friday, November 7, 2014

Neon Underbelly

https://soundcloud.com/jonoftheshred/jon-of-the-shred-aracnomorphs

















Photographer unknown
Song by Jon of the Shred (click picture)

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Wednesday, November 5, 2014

Old Poem






















Catastrophe

The words they'll use to describe
what happened.

Believing to have articulated
what a tragedy that befell,
what horror was visited upon.

See how it deafened the morning?
Grass stopped growing,
weeping children
fell silent.

The words they'll use to describe
what happened
will leave us

with our hands 
cupped and waiting,
cupped and waiting,
in the 3 a.m. dark.

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Photographer unknown
Poem written 2011

Sunday, November 2, 2014

The Unholy Trinity

















One of my most favorite shots I took this year.

Creatures by Pumpkinrot, of course.

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