Today, Today, Today!
Today, Today, Today!
I said Folk was dressed in Blues but hairier and hemped.
After “We acoustic banjo disciples!” Jebediah said, “When
and whereforth shall the bucolic blacks with good tempers
come to see us pluck as Elizabeth Cotton intended?”
We stole my Uncle Windchime’s minivan, penned a simple
ballad about the drag of lovelessness and drove the end
of the chitlin’ circuit to a joint skinny as a walk-in temple
where our new folk was not that new, but strengthened
by our twelve bar conviction. A month later, in pulled
a parade of well meaning alabaster post adolescents.
We noticed the sand-tanned and braless ones piled
In the ladder-backed front row with their boyfriends
first because beneath our twangor slept what I’ll call
a hunger for the outlawable. One night J asked me when
sisters like Chapman would arrive. I shook my chin wool
then, and placed my hand over the guitar string’s wind-
ow til it stilled. “When the moon’s black,” I said. “Be faithful.”
Source: Poetry (March 2008)
Lucky Strike by Stuart Davis
My sister Leila is cheeky, cute, annoying and always wants her way but still, I will always love her.
Save The Date!
This Thursday in the Teen Room at 7pm.
Author Awesomeness only at CPL!
Totally Amazing Tunisian Street Art.
New York Fashion Week 2014
dress by Carolina Herrera
Amazing photos of shopkeepers around the globe!
Rachid the butcher in Paris. All photographs: Vladimir Antaki/Barcroft Media.
Happy Birthday Brassai!
Le Pont Neuf, Paris by Brassai
Awaking in New York
by Maya Angelou
Curtains forcing their will
against the wind,
exchanging dreams with
seraphim. The city
drags itself awake on
subway straps; and
I, an alarm, awake as a
rumor of war,
lie stretching into dawn,
unasked and unheeded.
from Shaker, why Don’t You Sing?
The Complete Collected Poems of Maya Angelou
What was your favorite book as a teenager?
What was your very first story about?
I am pretty sure it was “The Turkey Who Ate Pilgrims” and I’m pretty sure it was about … a turkey … who ate … pilgrims. I’m quite sure I’ve never written anything greater.