Friday, February 29, 2008
These are some of the places and times where blind zapping curiosity took me …
Zap: Ah, it’s mighty damp here, I’ve got sweat running down everywhere after just a sec, and it’s so misty I can hardly see a thing … and what’s this ugly furry creature there that’s eying me from the front (or back?) of its furry head … about 27 feet tall … and feet on both sides of the foot if that makes any sense … now marching towards me through the swampy terrain … don’t like his/her approach …
Zap: I’m in a desert on some planet … surrounded by insect-like robots about 100 times the size of the biggest terrestrial insects … what the hell are these guys doing? … I see, they’re sifting the sand for something … gold? plutonium? planetarium? … I feel hungry, nothing edible around … better leave before they discover me and put me through one of those sifters ...
Zap: I’m in Charles Dickens’ room, looking over his shoulder as he’s scribbling on and on about Mr. Micawber … he gives me a distracted look, but doesn’t really register … let him work … I love David Copperfield the way it is, no sense in interfering …
Zap: I’m in a trench … soldiers that look like frogs, literally, they’ve got these things over their heads that make 'em look like … my God, let me get out of here before there’s a poison gas attack …
Zap: What are these four gigantic columns around me? And that above me – is that someone’s gigantic belly? And those egg-shaped things the size of helicopter cabs … are those balls? Don’t let that plesiosaurus or whatever sit down (on me!) while I’m looking for my RC in the grass …
PS: I made it back home – to my own modest time, my own modest place – as you might have guessed because I managed to survive and post these exploits.
– Len “Time Zapper” Blumfeld
Written for Sunday Scribblings' #100 prompt "Time Machine"
Thursday, February 28, 2008
- one of these days
- when I get around to it
This topic came up as a result of listening to a piece by Bill Frisell (from "Nashville") in which the lyrics "One of these days I'm gonna sit down and write a long letter" are repeated again and again.
Please feel free to add any other never variants you can think of.
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
but now also wants a magnificator
before heading down to the equator
with my magnanimator
to avoid the torpiditator
with his pet alligator,
by trade, a voluminator,
and terminator by effect.
– Len "Procrastinator" Blumfeld
That one came out of the blue. I only felt exhausted and depleted when I started a list of words, existing and invented, ending in -ator. Now I feel much refreshed. Ain't that sumpin'!
Monday, February 25, 2008
that i also work for the
other the people
There is a blog – memes at angrygoats – that generates haikus from the contents of blogs. I had the one above created from World So Wide. It's interesting what a computer can do with one's words.
Try it out on your own blog – it's fun!
P.S.: To be working for the other the people – I kinda like that.
Saturday, February 23, 2008
A lightning bolt of pure joy struck
as our eyes and then hands met
that evening at the puja.
It made me wonder for a split second
whether both of us had tied hands
with the wrong ones –
you with your scowling bumbling boyfriend,
I with my pretty preening wife.
Now my wife has left for good,
and your boyfriend did finally get a job
in far-away Cologne.
The image of your radiant dark face,
set off so beautifully by your thick white sweater,
the feel of your small, courageous hand in mine
have been alive in my mind for months.
And yet I do not call.
Could one intense moment I felt
Were you struck like me?
Heated imagination, I tell myself, hogwash.
And might never know for sure.
– Leonard Blumfeld
Friday, February 22, 2008
The Teach at Work of the Poet tagged me for Mimi's Message in a Bottle meme. The picture above shows my very simple 3-word message.
Here are the rules for participation in this meme:
You are about to send a virtual Message In a Bottle across the Blog Ocean. Leave a message in the sand or on the bottle. Write anything you wish. Be a pirate or a poet. Serious or silly. Anonymous or not. What message would you like to send out to the universe?
1. Compose a message to place in your virtual bottle.
2. Right click and SAVE the blank graphic below.
3. Use a graphics program of your choice to place the message on the picture.
4. Post the Message In a Bottle meme and your creation on your blog along with these rules.
5. Tag a minimum of 5 bloggers - or your entire blogroll - to do the same. Notify them of the tag. Your virtual bottle will remain afloat in the blogosphere ocean for all blogernity (that's a Mimism for blog + eternity.)
So, if you are tagged by me, go over to Mimi's and ADD your site to her Mr. Linky list and place your blog's name and url in a comment HERE TO LET MIMI KNOW YOU'VE COMPLETED THE MEME. Mimi will add it to the master list of message bottles. Email mimiwrites2005 at yahoo.com if you have questions. Participation is optional. Just remember she has a dungeon ... and some of you are STILL there from the Band Meme. Have fun!
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Acrylic on kraft paper
Inspire Me Thursday's proposition for this week was:
Action PaintingI was immediately reminded of a series of paintings I did in 2006, for which I partially used a drip technique. What I call "Intrepid Little Bird" above is just a small section of a larger painting done with a combination of dripping and rolling.
This week let us be inspired by Action Painting, a “style of painting in which paint is spontaneously dribbled, splashed or smeared onto the canvas, rather than being carefully applied.” Think Jackson Pollock, the American Abstract Expressionist painter who was fond of huge canvases on the floor, applying paint with a stick or other objects, using a ‘drip’ technique, walking around the canvas, being ‘in the painting.’
– Leonard Blumfeld
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
I'm working for two teams. She heads one of them and doesn't like the fact that I also work for the other. The people in hers are more problematic.
I hate sitting between chairs!
Sunday, February 17, 2008
mysteries rise in sleep.
Towards morning especially
mysteries rise in sleep.
Air lifts and sudden dives
rise in the morning in sleep.
Corridors and blocked passages,
dimly lit dives rise in sleep.
A forgotten name and a rose
this morning rose in sleep.
– Leonard Blumfeld (© 2008)
Written in response to Sunday Scribblings' prompt
#98 - Sleep (and/or Teeth)
Sorry about the missing teeth. None have risen in sleep lately.
The form I'm using here is loosely based on the ghazal.
Friday, February 15, 2008
Quick.I’m making pakoras
for a crowd, my hands are full,
and she is spinning like a top,
stopping only to push
the pink button again
when La Bamba’s over
on the dratted pink kid
cassette player granny
gave her on her birthday.
And off she goes again
with that exhilarated grin,
that evil chuckle on her chin...
You there, Maria, quick:
get her, grab her ...
before she trips herself.
– Len “Parent Rewarded” Blumfeld (© 2008)
Sparked by the reading of Rhian's poem for Monday Poetry Train #43.
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Concentrating on the job at hand might be more difficult than it normally is for you. You'll much rather be lying on a sandy beach than checking items off your to-do list, with today's alignments influencing you. Try your best to stay focused on why you're doing what you do. If you stay focused on the prize, you'll have an easier time of it.
- My hands are on the job, even though somewhat reluctantly.
- Sandy beach ... Yearn! Sound good. How about in Puglia, around Italy's heel?
- What are today's alignments?
- All right, I'll try to stay focused. But why am I doing what I am doing? Big question!
- What prize?
Leonard "Somewhat Puzzled" B.
Sunday, February 10, 2008
Saturday, February 9, 2008
Here's some balm for someone in need I ran into today – can't offer more because I don't know her that well:
#97 - "Fridge Space"I know it sounds a little strange, but the prompt this week is: "Fridge Space."
Cold cold poem
for an affected heart
Angelica, you are perturbed,
I see it,
your eyes are dark
and deep and dulled,
your short curls
are matted down.
You look demure,
obedient to destiny.
I want to help you.
Do not believe
in fate. Rebel.
Take this fridge-born
take it to cool
your aching heart
and mind. Expand,
return to life.
– Leonard Blumfeld
Friday, February 8, 2008
Ever had one of those days?
It's shaping up to be one for me, and frantic activity does not seem to be the answer. That seems to equate wheel spinning and rubber burning (smoke and stench – oh no!).
- The sun's out brightly
- A placid plane is making its way in the baby blue sky
- I bet there are many people aboard who are doing something productive ... like sleeping, blowing their noses, reading fun trashy novels, getting acquainted with their neighbors or hoping their neighbors won't disturb them*, waiting for the next meal, etc.
- Wouldn't mind being on a plane myself ... going somewhere
- ... instead of sitting here at work not getting anywhere.
Len "Not So Inspired Workhorse"
* Ever read Anne Tyler's Accidental Tourist? (Highly recommendable – the movie, starring William Hurt, Kathleen Turner, Geena Davis and Bill Pullman, is also quite good.) Then you know what to do in order to prevent communication with fellow travelers.
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
1. Frederick II, Emperor of the Holy Roman Empire
2. Leo Tolstoy, novelist
3. Kabir, mystic
4. Begum Akhtar, singer
5. Mira Nair, film director
6. César Vallejo, poet
7. Max Beckmann, painter
8. Waheeda Rehman, actress
9. Emiliano Zapata, revolutionary
10. Masaccio, painter
11. Hugo von Hofmannsthal, poet and playwright
12. Kamala Markandaya, writer
13. Friedrich Hölderlin, poet
This list is in random order and non-exclusive and includes persons that came to my mind as I was trying to think of people who or whose works mean a lot to me or who I think have been or are important in the history or cultural history of the planet in one way or another.
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