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Monday, October 11, 2010

fancy lady

Saturday, October 09, 2010


Saw The Social Network tonight. It got me thinking about the online universe and what hungers bring me here. I made ruin of love a few times and tried to find it in this illusive space. In an odd way, the Mark Zuckerburg (is it Zuckerburg? I could google it, but I'm kind of okay with not knowing for sure...)reminded me of both of them. I am him, with his stubborn, shadowy longings, and I am also his girlfriend, who can't stand his posturing, who rejects his social hierarchy, ultimately rejecting him. I guess we all are. How much of the internet is driven that need to fill a space where human boundaries leave off? There is beauty; my daughter really does know her aunt better because of skype. And there is real dialogue, and it really is essential. The listserve of poet mothers this year has kept me afloat in ways I can't even name while navigating this new me. Even facebook has helped me feel connected while homebound. It was something I could do while breastfeeding. It allowed me to express myself in a way that I had a kind of control over without being hijacked by social anxiety. It offered adult conversation. But at what cost? The screen, the can we balance our gaze in with our drive to live out there, where the risks are higher, the payback so much more alive...

Friday, October 08, 2010


from the Kaya Press website:

The word "Kaya" has meaning in many major languages. In Japanese it is "summer night" or a type of yew tree that withstands harsh environmental conditions. In Malay, "kaya" means "rich," in Indonesian, "prosperous," and in Tagalog "to be ables." In Sanskrit, "kaya" means "body," and in Turkish it means "rock." In Zulu, "kaya" means "home."