Michel and Sarah's Excellent Adventures

Yesterday Michel read some of "Paradise Lost" Milton. I really enjoyed it. Then he told me that in all Epic poems the writer begins by calling a muse for inspiration.  I told him that every Sunday he and I should read our favorite thing of the week to each other. I just read Earnest Hemingway's first short story. "Up in Michigan" which he wrote in Paris in 1921.  It's was like a slap in the face.  I think it speaks to the truth about how men are different from women in love and life. And that maybe every young woman should have this read to them as a bedtime story. 

There is a Kerry James Marshall show until September 25th at the Museum of Contemporary Art, it features several of his paintings. I saw the above painting about 20 years ago at the Museum of Contemporary Art.  I loved it immediately.  The show features the video below where the artist explains his process.  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K2bmHE7MRQU Now I'm even more of a fan after hearing him talk about his art. This artist should be known by everyone in my opinion, and he lives in Chicago.   https://mcachicago.org/Exhibitions

The great salon of 2016. (Actually pretty small)(Great..I'm just saying, in my opinion) I hosted a small poetry and short story reading last weekend. I only invited a small number of poets, writers and poetry fans due to my own nervousness and because of my small house. My parents were invited and as always, brought their A game. This blog post is mostly to record the readings for my own posterity or any attendee that could not hear. We started the salon with a reading of Jack Helbig's play "Mildly Depressed Man". Many of the good natured guests were hired on the spot by my dad to play roles from his good friends peice. Giamila Fantuzzi read a poem in Italian by Gabriele D'annunzio entitled "The rain in the pinewood" http://www.lifeinabruzzo.com/the-rain-in-the-pinewood-la-pioggia-nel-pineto/  She gave us the English translation to read while she read. My mom told a story about an old friend Irene Keller and then read a few of her poems. Her...

I just took a 4 day intensive class on CranioSacral therapy.  A Doctor of Osteopathy, Upledger, discovered that there is a rhythmic flow of cerebro-spinal fluid between the cranium and sacrum.  The flow can be felt and even manipulated to relieve pain. This has been something I've wanted to learn for a long time. Some of my teachers at both acupuncture and massage school loved this type of therapy and gave dramatic demo's often leading to a crying student. Crying but feeling better. The therapy is very very light so the crying was a mystery to me. The class was taught by a man that, to my great surprise, I had worked with at a clinic in Chicago ten years ago. He used to eat my snacks while I was in a room with a client. I'd come out of the room and find an empty bag.  He lives in Iowa on a transcendental meditation commune where the residents meditate for world peace. They must share snacks. There were several volunteer teaching assistants. They all introduced themse...

I went to a poetry reading last night http://myemail.constantcontact.com/May-9-at-The-Buzz-Cafe--Molly-s-features-Timothy-Yu-and-Donna-Vorreyer.html?soid=1103180195612&aid=QRNC3gtxue4 I went with Jean, one of my nine or so muses. She is a poet and has had several poems published. Jean in the foreground and Donna Vorreyer reading in the background And I read a poem I wrote about my boyfriend Michel Ode to Michel (my bell) Michel was a black and white picture. Even taken with color film. Achromatic and anachronistic it turned out he spent most of his life looking into old books and reading older texts. So many that he too was black and white. His hair made up of black or white letters, a language lost today. His eyes periods.. His smile in quotes. His front teeth old tablets. Perhaps of Moses. His skin Papyrus, only sees the sun when running from one book to another He told me he was reading The Aeneid by Publius Virgilius Maro, in Latin. He told me that ...