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Yeah not so sure I'm going to read out tonight. My back hurts, especially when I stand up, and I'm just not quite up for it. Not sure how to remedy this; partially I am unsure whether I could be shooed away by bored cops for selling poetry without a license. I know lots of buskers do what they do without being molested, but people also do their "garage" sales on the public sidewalks without interference. I was unlucky the one time I tried that, and I find encounters with cops to be somewhat, um, 'restimulating', as Nan would say. That is, I start going all flashback-like to authoritarian church stuff.

Hm. Maybe I should go back to open mics sometime very soon. No busking money, but I could take books to sell and nobody could tell me I had to move along. Well, some open mics are very strict about the five-minute policy, but they're usually nice about it at least.


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daisydumont
Aug. 24th, 2010 06:18 pm (UTC)
yes, i do know. when i send my poems to my pen pal in texas, and he writes back that mine are the strongest he's read lately, i feel so validated! after i've read one over too many times, it becomes almost gibberish to me.

it's gorgeous out there, actually, around 75 degrees and cloudy/overcast. i love it. i'm just lazy. :D

here's the section i meant:

"how to find words for how words found me in notes of mercurial affect run rampant out of buzzing cabinets."

wow, just wow.
eriktrips
Aug. 24th, 2010 09:33 pm (UTC)
Yeah I read mine and every now and again I think yeah that's pretty good I guess and then it just fades back into a kind of variable monotone. I mean I've read these things to myself probably hundreds of times at this point. No objectivity possible here.

You like that line, eh? That's good to know. I was trying to describe what happens when you sing through your guitar amp. Um, with passion. :)
daisydumont
Aug. 24th, 2010 11:09 pm (UTC)
really? huh. i had no idea what exactly it meant, but the language of it is thrilling.
daisydumont
Aug. 25th, 2010 11:35 am (UTC)
oh, i meant to tell you that, in that same poem, i admired the way the language accelerated and became more disjoint after the seconds and fifths and sevenths. very effective.

did you send her a book?
eriktrips
Aug. 25th, 2010 03:35 pm (UTC)
I'm glad you liked it! I compose mostly by instinct but when something isn't working I go back and redo it until it does. I just can't always explain what it is I am doing or why, but it's good to know that one turned out well.

If I knew where to send a book so that it would actually reach her, I would. But I haven't really looked into the possibility of finding out through some of my old music biz contacts. I have, like, one, but they might know someone who knows someone..

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