parade ground

"Over the Rim," by Jina Song

Mon, 20 May 2013 21:53:22 -0400

It rained yesterday, Dad.
Thinner, more graceful
than Korean rain,

Baltimore rain wet my umbrella
and my nostalgia
for your beard

that I never touched
not because it had thorns or
I did not love you,

but I feared,
too shy maybe,
being your charming daughter.

I thought that was enough
to long for. Yet, your wrinkled
hands, waving

at the airport when I leave
you with grandma in Korea,
got rougher,

colder and whiter
though they’ve remained manly
in my small heart.

Under the rain yesterday,
while I was having a cup of coffee
at a café alone,

you suddenly called me at two
in the afternoon,
three in the Korean morning.

You told me you just drank
three cans of beer,
and that was all you said.

Did you remember to shave today?
You didn’t wear the same suit
you wore yesterday, did you?

I wanted to know how you’d been
or why you were up so late
but I couldn’t.

It rained yesterday, Dad.
It’s almost two in the afternoon.

"You can write at any time people will leave you alone and not interrupt you. Or rather you can if..."

Wed, 08 May 2013 21:41:32 -0400

““You can write at any time people will leave you alone and not interrupt you. Or rather you can if you will be ruthless enough about it. But the best writing is certainly when you are in love.””

- Ernest Hemingway

“Metes and Bounds (fMolly),” etching with spit bite...

Wed, 08 May 2013 21:17:30 -0400

“Metes and Bounds (fMolly),” etching with spit bite aquatint by Hillary Giacomelli

“Open-fire,” hand cut collage by Inas Al-soqi

Thu, 02 May 2013 21:13:28 -0400

“Open-fire,” hand cut collage by Inas Al-soqi

"great writers are indecent people they live unfairly saving the best part for paper. good human..."

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 21:06:22 -0400

“

great writers are indecent people
they live unfairly
saving the best part for paper.

good human beings save the world
so that bastards like me can keep creating art,
become immortal.
if you read this after I am dead
it means I made it.”

”

- Chuck B. (via ashfast)

“Alfa,” oil painting by Oksana Prokopenko

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 21:05:38 -0400

“Alfa,” oil painting by Oksana Prokopenko

"The purpose of a writer is to keep civilization from destroying itself."

Wed, 24 Apr 2013 21:36:29 -0400

“The purpose of a writer is to keep civilization from destroying itself.”

- Albert Camus

“Metes and Bounds (For M),” etching with spit bite...

Wed, 24 Apr 2013 21:01:43 -0400

“Metes and Bounds (For M),” etching with spit bite aquatint by
Hillary Giacomelli

"Holding my Hand," by Erika Nichols

Sun, 21 Apr 2013 21:21:08 -0400

Mouthfuls of rain
spread slander over my rooftop;
I don’t know your eyes anymore.

If I look down,
I’ll see someone else’s
nipple peaks ascending
from pale savannah to
areola apex, and if
my fingers make
the cautious climb
I will be numb as if
learning a stranger.

Remember my details
as the shapes and shadows
you left me in; remember
the gaping jaws set and
craterous fields of cheekbone
you neglected to sow,
the seeds of freckles that were gathered
and planted without design.

Remember a patchwork of expressions
sewn by rows of hands
mostly yours
your fingerprints rooted
in the clay of my earth.

Remember me like that, and
each evening gather the grains of me
you have hoarded away, greedy.

Corpus canvas replaces itself unnoticed.
I’ll be tracing the contours of my body,
pretending these hands belong to someone else.

"We may sit in our library and yet be in all quarters of the earth"

Sat, 20 Apr 2013 13:21:46 -0400

“We may sit in our library and yet be in all quarters of the earth”

- John Lubbock (via mellifluousbookshelf)

mellowpageslibrary: Runaway Parade 2 YR ANNIE at MELLOW...

Thu, 18 Apr 2013 21:29:03 -0400

mellowpageslibrary:

Runaway Parade 2 YR ANNIE at MELLOW PAGES

Readings by: Amy Dupcak, Duncan Meisel, Sam Bryant, and Erin Lynn.

There was ART TOO: by: Hana Fruchtenicht, Hillary Giacomelli, emily Dunne, and Inas Al-Soqi, and I’m pretty sure some guy named Maxwell (?). Check everyone out at http://runawayparade.com/

“The Place,” mixed media by Jenny Leonard

Thu, 18 Apr 2013 21:25:32 -0400

“The Place,” mixed media by Jenny Leonard

"Don’t bend; don’t water it down; don’t try to make it logical; don’t edit..."

Thu, 18 Apr 2013 21:14:43 -0400

“Don’t bend; don’t water it down; don’t try to make it logical; don’t edit your own soul according to the fashion. Rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly.”

- Franz Kafka

good: A Library for the Subway- Adele Peters posted in Design,...

Tue, 16 Apr 2013 21:04:31 -0400

good:

A Library for the Subway
- Adele Peters posted in Design, Product Design and Technology

Let’s say you’re stuck on the F train, trying to ignore the person coughing on you, a screaming baby, and a someone staring creepily. (No, I’m not describing my morning). Wish you hadn’t forgotten a book? Here’s an interesting idea from a group of design students: using tech to bring you the first 10 pages of a popular book on your phone, and then telling you the nearest public library where you can go pick up the actual book. Nice way to possibly get more people back in libraries.

"You never have to change anything you got up in the middle of the night to write."

Tue, 16 Apr 2013 20:59:56 -0400

“You never have to change anything you got up in the middle of
the night to write.”

- Saul Bellow

"Jump," by Amanda Miller

Sat, 13 Apr 2013 21:01:14 -0400

Jump!
That patch of grass below sports your name
In goose feather pillow scrawl
Like the cushion fort you built in your living room,
Or your mother’s thighs when you first encountered land.
Faith is a prerequisite
Crafted by your one third eye,
Two toned arms and
Ten billowing fingers
Designed intelligently
For wind catching.

"Writing is simply something you must do. It’s rather like virtue in that it is its own reward...."

Sat, 13 Apr 2013 20:45:31 -0400

“Writing is simply something you must do. It’s rather like virtue in that it is its own reward. Writing is selfish and contradictory in its terms. First of all, you’re writing for an audience of one, you must please the one person you’re writing for. I don’t believe this business of “No, I don’t write for myself, I write for the public.”
That’s nonsense. Any writer worth his salt writes to please himself. He writes not to communicate with other people, but to communicate more assuredly with himself. It’s a self-exploratory operation that is endless. An exorcism of not necessarily his demon, but of his divine discontent.”

- Harper Lee

"Girlfriend" by Erin Lynn

Fri, 12 Apr 2013 21:01:32 -0400

When we are at the pub and some
mistake the singer for your girlfriend
you must correct them. You must be
kind and kiss me demonstratively.

At seventeen I was killed at a motel
in Nevada because I was a virgin
or had been ten minutes prior. My
body is scattered in Arizona desert.

In Spain, three years later I suffocated
in the car meant to take me
to my homestay, it was not a cab but
an acquaintance I had found at the club.

And the next year, on the subway
beneath Times Square I obliterated
from homemade explosives
with hundreds of others in the ground.

Much of my remains have yet
to be recovered. You see, you must
touch me when I am limp with humiliation.
Remind my blood to love my veins.

"A non-writing writer is a monster courting insanity."

Fri, 12 Apr 2013 19:21:56 -0400

“A non-writing writer is a monster courting insanity.”

- Franz Kafka

“Crowley,” mixed media by Emily Dunne

Fri, 05 Apr 2013 21:01:34 -0400

“Crowley,” mixed media by Emily Dunne