Wednesday, September 20, 2006

Sex in Poetry   No one is ever out-of shape, and resolves to go more often to the gym. No one buries her head in a neck's nape all the while wishing she wasn't with him.   Bodies never sweat where they meet, no one takes an elbow or feels cramps. Two hearts never pound out opposing beats like drummers for opposing camps   preparing two massed bodies for battle. People never get in bed together while they're feeling love's death rattle, or to fill the time in bad weather.   In poetry, making love is like a song. All these years I've been doing it wrong. 3:00:29 PM    comment []

A New Broom in Massachusetts   Massachusetts Dems have nominated Deval Patrick, a traditional Democratic liberal, for Governor.  Republicans think they can use this to win the center; they think that by spinning and positioning and disguising and masking and obfuscating their candidate's beliefs, and by highlighting Patrick's unabashed liberalism, they may win a 5th straight governor's race in cobalt-blue Massachusetts.  I doubt it.  I think honesty may have its day.  After Governor Mitt Romney, a Republican who's been traveling the country telling people he hates Massachusetts, using mockery and ridicule and invective towards the state which elected him as laugh lines, I think Massachusetts voters may be ready to elect a candidate who doesn't hide his beliefs until after he's elected. 12:01:59 PM    comment []

Quote for the Day, 9/20/2006   "What do you do when your real life exceeds your dreams?" "Keep it to yourself."   -William Hurt (Tom Grunnick) and Albert Brooks (Aaron Altman), Broadcast News 11:19:26 AM    comment []