Monday, August 31, 2009

Lord, It's the Samurai

Let the gleam of naked swordblades transport you to a time when samurai used them to slice noses off of an estimated 38,000 victims, buried in this mound in Kyoto, one of at least a couple such "nose tombs" in Japan.

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Kemari at Tanzan Shrine

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

la via del tren subterraneo

All summer I roamed the vast expanses of the New York City transit system like a solitary cloud drifting with the wind, intoxicated by the elegant surrealist poetry posted in the graffiti-draped subway cars:

La via del tren subterraneo es peligrosa. Si el tren se para entre las estaciones, quedese adentro. No salga afuera. Siga los instrucciones de los operadores del tren o la policia.

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

a coney island of the mind

In the summer of 1968 I went to New York and discovered the subway. My first trip was out to Coney Island, in homage to Ferlinghetti. The sand was dirty and the roller coasters shabby.

Let's go

Come on

Let's go

Empty out our pockets

and disappear

Missing all our appointments

and turning up unshaven

years later

old cigarette papers

stuck to our pants

leaves in our hair.

Let us not

worry about the payments


Let them come

and take it away

whatever it was

we were paying for.

And us with it.

--Junkman's Obbligato, Lawrence Ferlinghetti