New Years day

Now I'm on a train down to the city reading a book I found in free library and listening to corresponding music on spotify. Life is good.

A night out

Salt and Fat. We went there because of PNO (parents night out) at our preschool, Little Friends. We had from 7-9:30pm and this restaurant was closest. We did not expect an unbelievably good meal. The arugula salad tasted like the best lemon meringue pie ever. That kind of meal. Everything so beautiful. Then on the way home I was running in the rain pushing the stroller and hit a bump and Lucia went flying. Sofia started crying because she was worried and then Genevieve caught up with us and said, "I don't like this at all!"  But I couldn't stop laughing, but because I had had three strong beers, but really everything was alright!

Found yesterday at Free Library

Like an amazing poem

Schneeman

Tonight I went to poets house to see if you had George schneeman show. I . On the way to the show I felt lonely and started to call poets, when I got therethere were poets galore. did not expect everybody to be there, Anselm, John, Eddie, Alice Notley and several others. Nice conversation with Ron Padgett. Sitting with anne Waldman looking at school at pictures of New York school painters and parts. What could be better? And then went off to Moby Dick marathon and that was great too, sat next to Eileen Myles.so cool how that big need was Met.

Sitting this morning and reading Shelley and I get the passage he writes when he is 20,

"please me procure me two toddler girls to educate away from the man."
his solicitor declined, and thought the idea of putting the chastity of two girls into a man in the flower of his summer.


and I remember then that I do have two girls, and that I am in Shelley's possession, wherein one kind of possession, one's body, becomes another kind of possession, passion. Suddenly my body emflames from a thousand points at once, a convergence, of Shelley's university, the mad poet Shelley through the enlightening enfulgence of Richard Holmes, and watching Kate Winslet seduce Jim Carrey in Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind, as unwittingly played by my wife last night, and my own natural, waning, summer. When my body flares up it is in my loins. I want nothing more in that moment than to relieve the pressure of those points drawn of passion. I am in Shelley's possession! Truth.

"Not just absurd, but horrible."

What I wanted to say was that I didn't relieve all of that pressure, not just then, not just there, rather I channeled it into getting up and taking care of the daughters, which meant, to my castrated sensitivity, that I eschewed the throes of passion, in center of self, for a more subdued one that expands outward, like hammered gold. 

So to say I am in Shelley's possession is to reify my own self-possession and reject Shelley, as lonely Shelley surely will have to eclipse himself. Or rather reach out, toward Mary, toward Byron, toward the reader, drowning in fire.

Yes I did

Granola and coconut in cream and black cherry soda

Pun 1

How do trees feel when they get their leaves back in the spring? It's a Relief.