- 2020 I'll remember as the year we, and by we I mean me using the cheap plastic toys Earthgirl got me for giftmas for this express purpose, my favorite giftmas present ever we both agree, began installing our own tree shrines in the knotholes of mostly beeches on the trails of Mocomaryland
- 2020 a far better year than 2019 personally, as in better for living loved ones, and I say that not hugging my daughter since March 8 2020
- We walked around Detroit that trip, ate in restaurants, spent an hour in a narrow-aisled multi-leveled used bookstore sardine-chocked with old fucks like me
- I do not miss eating in restaurants, I don't drink in bars, I sorta miss used bookstores but feel sure I'm getting over it
- I have no idea why blooger is only displaying this post on the front page, not done by me and the settings still say the last five should be visible, goddamn my free blooging platform
- The vet says Fleabus is possibly in the early stages of old cat renal failure but with a change in diet and and medicine she will make it into 2021 which is two less than made it into 2020
- I'm three days away from 2021 but discover I can't take White's Ferry into the New Year, it's as loved a personal mocomonolith as any, my first date with Earthgirl, she can vouch, hiked Sugarloaf, rode back and forth across the Potomac on White's Ferry
HYPOSTASIS & NEW YEAR
Peter Gizzi
For why am I afraid to sing
the fundamental shape of awe
should I now begin to sing the silvered back of
the winter willow spear
the sparkling agate blue
would this blade and this sky free me to speak
intransitive lack –
the vowels themselves free
Of what am I afraid
of what lies in back of me of day
these stars scattered as far as the I
what world and wherefore
will it shake free
why now in the mind of an afternoon is a daisy
for a while
flagrant and alive
Then what of night
of hours’ unpredicated bad luck and the rot
it clings to
fathomless on the far side in winter dark
Hey shadow world when a thing comes back
comes back unseen but felt and no longer itself
what then
what silver world mirrors tarnished lenses
what fortune what fate
and the forms not themselves but only itself the sky
by water and wind shaken
I am born in silvered dark
Of what am I to see these things between myself
and nothing
between the curtain and the stain
between the hypostatic scenes of breathing
and becoming the thing I see
are they not the same
Things don’t look good on the street today
beside a tower in a rusting lot
one is a condition the other mystery
even this afternoon light so kind and nourishing
a towering absence vibrating air
Shake and I see pots from old shake
and I see cities anew
I see robes shake I see desert
I see the farthing in us all the ghost of day
the day inside night as tones decay
and border air
it is the old songs and the present wind I sing
and say I love the unknown sound in a word
Mother where from did you leave me on the sleeve
of a dying word
of impish laughter in the midst my joy
I compel and confess open form
my cracked hinged picture doubled
I can’t remember now if I made a pact with the devil
when I was young
when I was high
on a sidewalk I hear “buy a sweatshirt?” and think
buy a shirt from the sweat of children
hell
I’m just taking a walk in the sun in a poem
and this sound
caught in the most recent coup
Bottom line, they're both dicks because the ferry should be viewed as a public good. But as I told you privately, it's not hard for me to imagine the Maryland side walking away from trying to deal fairly, and you're sure not wrong about the wrongness that envelops both sides of the river up there.
ReplyDeleteI am wondering about who in MoCo is closer to Leesburg (via Jubal Early) than to Darnestown (or Urbana), other than...hmm, people who live at that end of Whites Ferry Road, which is not a lot of people. But I admittedly don't know every crater and holler in the Reserve quite as well as you do. And it's unfortunate that capital doesn't think Poolesville can support a grocery store because of the intense competition from the Dollar Store and the Darnestown HT.
I always forget about that Harris Teeter (it's kind of amazing how little we are at that stoplight considering how much hiking we do around there), in my mind the closest Moco grocery to Poolesville since Selby's shut down the Quince Orchard Safeway
DeleteHarris Teeter sucks. More expensive, stupidass checkout stations
Disagree. HT isn't more expensive if you pay attention, the produce is better, and the QO Safeway is filthy and never has more than two registers open. Your formerly disgusting Safeway is now okay, as I recall. But I used to live at Four Corners, which murdered Safeway for me. On yet another hand, at least Safeway is a UFCW shop, which HT ain't.
DeleteWe like HT, the QO Safeway is getting decrepit, and you will recall that (like you) I know a decrepit Safeway when I see one. HT isn't so expensive if you join the club and pay attention, and I now get the five percent senior discount there on Thursdays. Woot. What I will say for Safeway (and Royal Dutch Giant, where I also don't go any more unless it's convenient and I only need one thing) is that it's a UFCW shop, which HT ain't. That does count for something in my book.
DeleteBut it's a local thing that we have fierce feelings about our grocery stores, no?
MOMs!
DeleteYikes. Didn't mean to double up that comment, thought Gargle ate the first one. Sorry about that.
DeleteAnd yes, roll bass video, I was thinking about you and MOM when I wrote.
i like how you're finding ways of using the grid format
ReplyDeletei enjoyed your extensive coverage of white's ferry - it's gone forever, it might be back - who knows if it's good or bad
after reading gizzi's poem i read in wikipedia about the farthing - it was not demonetized until 1961
The purchasing power of a farthing from 1860 to its demise at the beginning of 1961 ranged between 12p to 2p in 2017 values.