Saturday, November 24, 2007

Your Chevelle is sitting on my daughter.

Milwaukee Rachel has a new blog.

Check out the November 8 picture. Reminds me of Uncle Able's famous 1972 Chevelle.

Thursday, November 08, 2007

Hank Thompson

It sounded like he was smiling
while he was singing, and
it was cause he was smiling, and
now young country singers
in Brooklyn and beyond
fold their mouths up at the ends
when they mouth off.

Everyone inside the honkytonk
is an angel when they smile.

Wednesday, November 07, 2007

For Dr. Johnson

some of us keep our Us with us

When we were very young, we were tweaked
into thinking: spelling would make us smart,
and where we put our words and commas
would make a mighty difference
when we walked out into the world.

But later on we, like, outsmarted
our former selves, and our vocabulary
broadened into a wide river. Muddy
or quickly clear, our speech traveled miles
and masticated mountains into sand.

Webster’s influential jingoism
resounds today: our words are shorter,
but we are still the same distance
from our neighbours on the other side
of the wild, wordy ocean.