Thursday, March 29, 2007

This Is Not A Reading Series, The Gladstone Hotel

Caucasian woman, late 20s, with short, dark curly-q hair, wearing a black and white polka dotted dress with black nylons and black strapped heels.

songs for the dancing chicken, Emily Schultz (ECW Press)

Your cohort reading from page 10:

I am seeing a film.

I am seeing a film
and you are with me.

I am seeing a film
and you are far from me.

I am seeing a film
and the theatre is bathed
in blue light, but the insides
of my mind are crimson.

I had forgotten how much I loved those films, those Herzog moments of irrational and poetic insight. I had forgotten that a dwarf outrunning a truck could be at once so brutal and honest and funny, dancing chickens and bunnies, stirred into activity by shocks or a sudden rise in temperature, motivated to move against the grain of a turntable.

6 comments:

Emily Schultz said...

Late 20s! You flatter me...

Julie Wilson said...

I wasn't sure if a lady should tell... ;)

ms peacock said...

i love that it's tagged "off roading".

Julie Wilson said...

I wanted something to organize all the off transit sightings. But I like the athleticism it suggests, readers rumbling off the road into unchartered territory.

The Chapatikid said...

I will NEVER find myself on your blog, because if you see me on a subway or streetcar, you'll just walk up to me and say "Hey" and then we'll "bump" each other (thanks) and go drinking and that will be that.

Julie Wilson said...

Sure you will, darlin'. I just won't say "Hey" until I have all I need for an entry! ;)