Wednesday, October 14, 2009

ee cummings

Here is today's poem of the day from Writer's Almanac. I promise I will not post these every day and just download the podcast. I have just realized I like being read poetry by Garrison Keillor so much. I'm not that familiar with e.e. cummings, but I figured he was not alive anymore and wrote a while back, so its provocativeness both surprised and pleased me. Good combo.

The Writer's Almanac comes on at 10:30 AM in the mornings, which means I have a big problem going to work at an acceptable hour. I was supposed to get up early today, try 2, to take Snorri to the vet for his conjunctivitis. Poor little guy. I am 3/4 grossed out by his pink eye, and 1/4 sympathetic. I don't think I should have children anytime soon.

I have an appointment with the allergist tomorrow afternoon, and my boss asked me to come in earlier to make up for it. That makes sense, but working- I mean sitting at my desk- for 8 hours a day is pretty dreadful. I'm going through the 2009 What Color is Your Parachute? for help. Nobody told me (B hates when I use that as an excuse!) that I am no longer going to be told what to do approximately after college. If sloth also means extreme busyness and letting other people dictate your life, than I have been guilty of sloth for 23 or so years. I've got lots of catching up to do. But for now, I think I'm not interested in having a Career. Yes, I know I have to work for money to survive, but I don't want my career to take up a large part of my identity, effort, and time. This feeling came about after perusing the monster that is LinkedIn. I don't use the site very often, and I occasionally get invites to connect. My profile is pretty shabby and hasn't been updated in 11 months.. so that makes me a poor connection. The purpose of the site is to broaden your social network for career and business development purposes, most of which turns me off. Unless you are just a privileged genius, you have to play the game and go through the motions trying to climb the ladder of success. Thumbs down. I realize I can't be antisocial all my life, and that I need people, but I know there is a balance somewhere between relating to and using people.

Watched the Pam and Jim wedding episode of "The Office" last night. I liked the show OK when I started watching it with B, but the work office environment really repulses me, to the point where I can't bring myself to watch it consistently. But B got me to watch it and it was pretty awesome. There was many a disaster leading up to the wedding, but it was made clear that none of that mattered in the tender moments the couple shared. Jim Halpert is such a wonderful character. I would be hardpressed to say that I did not tear up from the expressions of his committed love and care for Pam. Jim: “I knew we needed a backup plan. The boat was actually Plan C. The church was Plan B. And Plan A was marrying her a long, long time ago. Pretty much the day I met her.” And I thought it was pretty hilarious that the coworkers totally completely stole the wedding dance idea, even using the same song, resulting in a very poorly executed version, so poor that you could only laugh.

i like my body when it is with your

i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite a new thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body. i like what it does,
i like its hows. i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones, and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which I will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz
of your electric fur, and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh...And eyes big love-crumbs,

and possibly i like the thrill
of under me you quite so new


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Fern said...

Thanks, I guess. Who is this?