Big Bang Baby

So turn it up and burn it
There's a hole in your head
There's a hole in your head
Where the birds can't sing along

(from Big Bang Baby, Stone Temple Pilots)

Hope is

I've been working on some new poems for the last few days, but as I understand it, I can't self-publish things here and then go on to submit them to literary journals since they generally need to be previously unpublished.

Since I have poems on the mind, though, I thought I would share a poem by someone else that appeals to me. By Emily Dickinson:

254

"Hope" is the thing with feathers--
That perches in the soul--
And sings the tune without the words--
And never stops--at all--

And sweetest--in the Gale--is heard--
And sore must be the storm--
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm--

I've heard it in the chillest land--
And on the strangest Sea--
Yet, never, in Extremity,
It asked a crumb--of Me.

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This isn't quite the photo I was looking for, but it's the same girl and same tattoo:



And then I found this very cool photo:


Both from sebastian's belle.

And while looking for the photo I wanted, I found this perplexing character. Giant blue bird on chest... lol.


From vincent swain.

A bit behind

I haven't forgotten about this space, I've just been on mental vacation for a week or so and I'm a bit behind.

I submitted to a literary contest today. Exciting!

Sandpipers

This is going way back.

At my cottage, when I was a child, I watched the sandpipers turn from black to white to black to white above the beach with my grandfather. The sandpipers remind me of him, and then, and the rocky beach on the Minas Basin, and the cottage, and everything. The sandpipers made their nests in little holes in the cliff face.



I finally figured out the proper name... it's the Semipalmated Sandpiper.

Image taken from Birds of Nova Scotia by Robie Tufts.

Sandpipers in flight over the Bay of Fundy: (the end is the best part)



Video from janetkateleighan's YouTube channel.

Mordecai

Thinking of noteworthy birds... this is Mordecai:



... of Royal Tenenbaums fame. (Which is one of my favorite movies of all time, if you ever needed to know)



Here is something very cool. This...



...leads to this:

(from Laura Musselman's photostream)


And I discovered tonight that someone (or perhaps more than one person) has gone to the trouble of creating a MySpace account for every character in The Royal Tenenbaums. I saw a good many from The Life Aquatic as well.

Because Eli was always my favorite, I'll link to him first.

Lamp

Birds on a wire lamp by eos Mexico. I wish I knew where to find one of these. I may attempt to make one... someday...



Found in this very interesting article.


Okay, and because this one is just awesome... For my brother: Bovine Abductee lamp.

Pfau

Today I'm sharing pictures of myself and my baby wearing a Didymos babywearing wrap...







This is my favorite wrap. Made by Didymos.

Hummingbird, Baby

Today on the metro I was thinking about the blog medium, and how it is so... something because it is starting anew at the end of the story every day. The reader goes backward though it, and may not ever reach the true beginning, just the end, over and over (if they come back). And it starts in medias res, so reaching the beginning doesn't mean so much, anyway.

Also, in the metro, I was thinking about topography and how I couldn't be sure at that exact moment where I was, and my location was reduced to "somewhere in the metro, between x and y," which is really not very specific at all.

But I came here tonight to give you the images that started it all:




(But mostly the first one)

These were patches I found at the Anarchist book fair when R was one year old, and I felt an affinity with the bird because we both were wearing our babies (and maybe flying away.) Made by the Beehive Collective.