Friday, March 27, 2009

Found this at the library

some bookmark.

After a book talk

A bawdy and merry book club meeting tonight.

A powerful and soul-stirring show afterward, in the cold spring night at Sunken Gardens.

Monday, March 23, 2009

schoolgirls frozen in time

ursula's room hadn't changed a bit over the 13 years.
It was a comforting constant. I recharged there this week.
Reconnected and nourished those roots that reach deep
under the stately mission limestone of Jefferson High School.
Grandma's alma mater.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

nestled in the bosom of my hometown

I sought solace from heart hurt
in the close, beer- and tripas-tinged air of
the market square conjunto festival.
Respite in the cramped and bustling line at the pan dulce counter.
Familiarity of strangers
and a kind gesture from another hungry soul.
I felt so centered and whole with
my roots reaching deep
into the fiesta-colored layers of my soul city.

Sunday, March 1, 2009

the master

The Arthur Rackham Treasury: 86 Full-Color Illustrations
no one does twisty roots and knarled trees like Rackham.
I want to live in a Rackham world.


my favorite sound is a grackle, sacred to the saint of san antonio

lightning exhibition