Black notebook, #2
Monday April 29, 2013
…A new line from that poem I’m still trying to write -
"There is a silence that is listened for.
Waiting ears strain to hear the deafening quiet
of un-whispered words from could-have-been lovers;
like the sound of the last echo that hangs in the air, just before your ears.”
I need a fucking change.
(of heart, I think)
Black notebook, #1
Tuesday April 2, 2013
All in a bracket:
I’ve never been in a desert.
I like lecture because I get to be alone, just listen and think.
Autonomy in horticulture.
"How tall can a white oak grow?"
Saw Clare again last night on the way home from work. Indianola/Clinton.
Hugelkultur - Hügelkultur, translated literally from german, means ‘mound culture.’ More specifically, it is the use of rotted wood and other organic materials to create low-input raised beds that are highly water retentive and self-feeding. It is a method that is based on the simple principles of decomposition that, when done properly, provides nutrients to the plants without the need to add externally acquired fertilizers for years while at the same time holding what water they receive for extended periods.
a cloud arrived
this is how wind works.
i’ve just BEN listening to Ben Kweller a lot, a lot
Fear is disguised
She carries sadness in her lung
I can hear her
in a world of never enough
the clocks, and the dollars
have been silenced.
together we are content.
and we are contenders, together.
i just found this clip from a year or so ago.. and feel like admitting that sometimes i dream about being a permitted wildlife rehabilitator for the OWC so i can care for sick or orphaned native ohio mammals… like the eastern gray squirrel.
but animal luvrs remember! human intervention is a wild animal’s last chance for survival.
each day is so many stories. like, maybe hundreds
planning a “haunted overnight” this friday at camp. envisioning lot’s of masks, face paint, and hopefully rain sticks with spooky music and then we can all run around howling and screeching.
katie tells me this only works in wes anderson movies, but i think with enough candy we could make it happen.
this song by “dead man’s bones” would probably not really work, but it’s given me the chillsss
clintonville squirrels are braaaaaaave
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