Saturday, July 17, 2010
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Robert Mittenthal told me this was coming (& taught me to love the soon-to-be-a-memory Alaskan Way Viaduct...
What Could Possibly Go Wrong?
On a Monday between now and the middle of August, the Seattle City Council is likely to approve a contract that gives the State of Washington permission to dig a 54-foot-wide tunnel under downtown Seattle. It will be the widest deep-bore tunnel attempted anywhere, ever...
Posted by Peter at 10:37 AM
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Posted by Peter at 4:59 PM
Isola di Rifiuti finds this Ed Dorn poem & much else...
(for the painter, Raymond Obermayr)
Like a distant rumble of undeclared war
the wind shakes all things on our ears
and it’s like the water treatment
or a willful cat how the nerves
don’t anymore fend for themselves.
The base of the mountains
are blue and flecks of moving brown
are there like a lingering image.
But above that base
comes the magenta higher mountains,
steps to green, a rise the eye
can only take, where again lingers yellow
and all runs to a high atmospheric orange
the deep black blue of
I know men have perished her
there and all around.
Thus in a cut of all of it
there is the inferno we forget,
descends to the only red of fire.
To go down there is the whole
tension of its mystery.
All lingers. All passes in those hills.
One tempts the perfect
with suggested birds and men
suggested toil, one is reckless
enough to say they are there and forget.
And enough to leave all growth aside.
There is no frame for blue
but blue, but this is a late time
after blue was made.
And the earth herself
lets no such recessions loose.
You can move in the shadows, in that
wild blue, small towns
like specks flourish and go out
there is no coming back from the space
Posted by Peter at 7:33 AM