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a way between voice and presence
 
Sunday, June 21, 2009  
every time i read kendra's work, i am breathless with the honor of knowing one of the most talented poets in the world.

Prayer in Red

Today I hovered around a single baby
seal's corpse, split-stomached on the beach.
I witnessed the infinite chewing

of the earth taking it back, leaving
only a dark slick behind. Most days
I don't need you to tell me who I am.

Let me stay where I belong, somewhere between
the glass jar in the back of the refridgerator,
one marachino cherry left,

and your mouth, gleaming and sugared
with thirst.

-Kendra DeColo

3:33 AM

Wednesday, June 03, 2009  
why i'm sitting here with an hour to kill and not using it to write

the last two months of my life have been a whirlwind. i've been busy--in a good way--but that's not an excuse; i still have free time, but i couldn't tell you what i've been doing with it.

i dream every night, but i haven't remembered a single one for a long time. and then this morning i woke up from one of those vivid, virtual reality dreams that feel as if your very soul is yelling at you for having ignored it so long, and i was able to remember every detail of its epic plot. what the dream was about is not nearly as important as the fact that it was the first thing to shake me in recent memory. it's as if i've been walking along a trail in the woods, looking down to make sure i don't trip [again], and i finally look up to see multiple paths intersecting in front of me. and i realize that i probably passed other intersections like this, but that my obsession with the placement of my feet had kept me from noticing when i changed directions.

i don't know what else to say right now, so i will just say that. thank you for reading. and for being patient.

10:00 AM

Monday, May 18, 2009  
patrick watson


i first fell in love with the sultry sounds of patrick watson when i heard his song luscious life years ago. recently, to promote the release of another record, wooden arms, he performed some new tunes live at wnyc--a public radio station familiar to any fans of radiolab, the best podcast out there. please take whatever spare time you have today to watch and listen; you will not regret it. unfortunately, i can't embed npr's media player, so you'll just have to trust me enough to take the extra step and click.

9:44 AM

Tuesday, May 05, 2009  
now look, i already told you once. (two posts ago, remember?) don't make me say it again. you need to listen to the recording of the this american life performance i had the pleasure of seeing live a few weeks ago. to whet your appetite, here's a david rakoff video you missed if you spent that thursday night drinking with the chads at joshua tree instead of enriching your soul:

6:34 AM

Thursday, April 30, 2009  
twitter fodder

finally, the second installment of a brand new series here on the velveteen blog. see the original episode/explanation here. and now, on to this week's nit-twit...

episode #2:
sh*nayhay: ugh, ugh, UGH!!! Dave Mathews: I blame you!!

10:23 PM

Friday, April 24, 2009  
this american life live
last night was so wonderful. when the recording is aired in a few weeks, you simply must make time for it. mike birbiglia, starlee kine, dan savage, and--of course--ira glass were all incredible. we laughed, we cried (seriously, if you can listen to dan savage's piece without crying i will have to question your humanity), and then we electronically slaughtered hundreds of caribou on big buck hunter pro. all in all, a perfect evening.

now why isn't this at the top of your netflix queue?

1:11 PM

Thursday, April 23, 2009  
new york ephin' new york
thanks to all of my lovely friends down south, i had a great trip to new york this april vacation. it was nice to watch the city shake from her shoulders the final remnants of the winter cloak she was wrapped in when i saw her last.

i think there's a coldplay song about this picture.
(see more here.)

2:29 PM

 
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