Dying/broken/forgiven.... now I begin
Born: 17-06-56....gemini.... monkey
re-born: 3-09-80
born again\found: 14-04-08
other notable dates: 10-03-68; 03-09-87; 23-03-96;
1-05-98; 31-01-02; 5-04-04
Interests: movement, stressed/transgressive embodiment, lived experience (body\space\time\relation)
expression ( word, dance, text, image, story, music, poetics)
learning, yielding......
Hopes for the blog:
offer up the wild intersectedness of lived experience and engage others in creative, expressive, perhaps irreverant, hopefully playful, and respectful encounters....
enact kindness
create moments of pause for disclosure, discovery, stillness
Go ahead.... make my day
Not to glorify Clint or Chrysler, but "the commercial" triggered such a shitstorm of absurdity that I decided to play around with some intriguing juxtaposed one syllable words.
Clint does the squint
makes a mint
with a hint
says he di'n't
but his stint
winter sprint
still got print
since its glint
had the tint
of flint...
what's next? a splint?
What commercial?
ReplyDeleteBrilliant! (Ignore jj.)
ReplyDeleteiwench, I am devastated by your remarks...devastated, I tell you. Besides, I am difficult to ignore.
ReplyDeleteClint needs a splint
ReplyDeleteto maintain the squint
with old bones so badly bent
he takes odd jobs
to pay the rent
jadedj-- hah!! good one. and, yes, impossible to ignore :)
ReplyDeleteintelliwench--well, thanks for the compliment and the nice sidebar comments to the erstwhile devastated one.
Mr.C. -- thanks for this deftly done last stanza