lazy sunday
Posted by weinberg on May 4, 2008
Yesterday, went to the Bronx Botanical Gardens with Tony and some Deep Springs/H-Med friends. Awash in cherry blossoms. One of them (the friends, not the trees) was the second earnest young rhyming poet I’ve met since coming here. We talked about Gerard Manley Hopkins, comics, hip-hop, sound poetry, Jay-Z, Eminem… There is a lot of comfort in finding other people occupying the same narrow subtopic-landing strip of the mind. And other people who are willing to introduce themselves as poets.
And today, going to see PASSING STRANGE, the first play I’ve seen since being here, and perhaps the only one since I leave Friday. It hasn’t been the whirlwind of theatergoing I expected, perhaps because this past year has been so awash in theater.
Tony and I were talking about metaphor yesterday, and technology. Things like “memory full” and “holding pattern” - the way that, as we work more with computers (or airplanes), we think of ourselves as more like them. And them more like us.
