Saturday, June 18, 2011

Poem for Saturday, Brookside Gardens, Mudd's Passion

Ghosts That Need Reminding
By Dana Levin


Through shattered glass and sheeted furniture, chicken
wire and piled dishes, sheared-off doors stacked five to a
wall, you're walking like cripples. Toward a dirty window,
obstructed by stacks of chairs.

And once you move them, one by one, palm circles through
the grime and cup your hands round your faces, finally able
to see through—

Charged night. Sheet-flashes of green, threaded with sparks,
the pale orange pan of the moon—

Finally, what turns the wheel: the moon ghosting a hole
through a rainbow, the rainbow's rage to efface the moon,
which the moon sails through slow as a ship, in the shape of
cross-legged Buddha...

Lotus-folded, a figurine. The kind you once found in the
Chinatown markets, for a dollar and a dime—

Saying you're dying, you're dead. You can withdraw from this
orbit of mirrors.

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I have spent the entire evening, and I mean five hours, fighting with my printer and Paul's printer. The printers are winning, 2-0. So I will keep this short. It was not the most eventful of Fridays, anyway, since I spent a ridiculous amount of time in card stores looking for Father's Day cards (do not lecture me about how my kids should make cards, they are 18 and 15 and I'm not going to force them to put out for a Hallmark holiday). The choices are scant this year -- I think even the card stores are assuming people will call or email -- and consist of really sappy cards, really religious cards, really insulting cards, and really idiotic cards.

I was an idiot and failed to pick up cards when I got my parents the card for their Golden Anniversary, which is Saturday -- quite a milestone! They are being feted by various friends all weekend so we probably won't even see them till Father's Day. I posted a review of "Mudd's Passion", which I do not dislike as much as it undoubtedly deserves -- I don't think I knew about date rape drugs when I first saw it, and the idiotic sexism, so typical of classic Star Trek, is mitigated by the straightforward declarations of attachment between Kirk and Spock. Here are some more photos from Wings of Fancy and the Brookside gardens:

















Fannish5: Five best or worst fathers.
Best:
1. Benjamin Sisko
, Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
2. Burt Hummel, Glee
3. Jonathan Kent, Smallville
4. Carlisle Cullen, Twilight
5. Noah Bennet, Heroes
Worst:
Denethor
, The Lord of the Rings
Lucius Malfoy, Harry Potter
Lionel Luthor, Smallville
Theodore Lindley, Dawson's Creek
Zeus, Hercules: The Legendary Journeys

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