Jack Gilbert- Failing & Flying

Everyone forgets that Icarus also flew.
It’s the same when love comes to an end,
or the marriage fails and people say
they knew it was a mistake, that everybody
said it would never work. That she was
old enough to know better. But anything
worth doing is worth doing badly.
Like being there by that summer ocean
on the other side of the island while
love was fading out of her, the stars
burning so extravagantly those nights that
anyone could tell you they would never last.
Every morning she was asleep in my bed
like a visitation, the gentleness in her
like antelope standing in the dawn mist.
Each afternoon I watched her coming back
through the hot stony field after swimming,
the sea light behind her and the huge sky
on the other side of that. Listened to her
while we ate lunch. How can they say
the marriage failed? Like the people who
came back from Provence (when it was Provence)
and said it was pretty but the food was greasy.
I believe Icarus was not failing as he fell,
but just coming to the end of his triumph.
Published in: on December 28, 2009 at 6:36 pm  Leave a Comment  

Ellen Bass- The Thing is

to love life, to love it even
when you have no stomach for it
and everything you’ve held dear
crumbles like burnt paper in your hands,
your throat filled with the silt of it.
When grief sits with you, its tropical heat
thickening the air, heavy as water
more fit for gills than lungs;
when grief weights you like your own flesh
only more of it, an obesity of grief,
you think, How can a body withstand this?
Then you hold life like a face
between your palms, a plain face,
no charming smile, no violet eyes,
and you say, yes, I will take you
I will love you, again.
Published in: on December 28, 2009 at 6:33 pm  Leave a Comment  

Check that one off the list.

I’ve been considering being a sex toy reviewer for some time now. It makes total sense. I like sex. I like sex toys. I’m always right, and always ready to share my opinion. I’ve become particularly picky with the toys and companies I buy from. If your website is poorly designed, garish, tacky, has any automated noises, or is all caps, I will most likely not buy from you. That is to say unless you have *amazing* policies and support causes I do as well. Or I know you. In which case I will tell you that your site looks like crap.
So I’ve decided to become a Sex Toy Reviewer. My resume wasn’t colorful enough. I am currently going to try through Eden Fantasys, and hopefully review for Babeland (which is an amazing store that takes the icky feel out of sex toy stores) I will be posting my reviews here, as well as on the sites that I am reviewing for. So I guess this is something for you all to look forward to! If anyone out there is a review and has some advice it’d be greatly appreciated. My first toy is going to be the Feeldoe Stout. I’m kinda excited to talk about my fun experiences with it.

Published in: on December 21, 2009 at 6:24 pm  Leave a Comment  

so it goes.

I have so many ideas of what to write, but I know that I’ll never make the time to do so. *shrugs* at least I’m not kidding myself. I have a livejournal acct that I barely update. Maybe I can link these two together…
I’m starting this to get out some thoughts I guess. I want a way to remember which blogs to check. I want to maybe have an advice column of both satire and good thought. I want to share reviews of places and toys and things. *sigh*
I dream too big for my time.

Published in: on December 21, 2009 at 6:23 pm  Leave a Comment