Calisthenic 2, Week 2

The “Thing” Exercise

Moms best finger food inebriates

with age; picked from the fruit bearing

vines, while draining rains fertilize the soil, ripening

the grounded weather. Placed ever so particularly

on my countertop it’s labeled: “Awaiting thirst for crackers and sex.”

The speckled ledge persuades judgment as

the lacquered preserves bite my teeth with desire.

An unforgotten cognizance after adolescent mind

enjoys the squishy marbles cradled by a mothers

prayer.

Sold to the hidden corkscrew, locked in

a drawer below the stoned horizon, pairing

thoughts of mildly hard cheese adjacent

in location, waits with anticipation.

Mom always knew what was best.

My Though Process: Doesn't have to be read, more so for me to keep track of where I am drawing these thoughts from.

This idea started from my car where I was eating grapes and thinking about how every time I ate a grape the skin would break in the same spot and how it felt as it squished against my two front teeth. Then I thought about how it is such a great and nutritious snack and how it could be moms easy lunch fix for a side item. And well the thoughts just kept going so I wrote them down as I was driving (I know not safe but I didn’t want to forget). Then when I received the assignment Tim sent I chose a bottle of wine on my granite counter top and immediately got my notes from eating my grapes. Then I started thinking about this poem.

I actually have multiple sources I put into this exercise. I first wanted to know what the ideal conditions were for starting a vineyard and I found this website. This page helped me create my opening. Then I wanted to know what makes you thirsty and found some funny responses on Yahoo Answers. That is where I got inspiration for my wine label. After I wrote the label I kept thinking about how sexual wine could be and looked up other words for vagina and Yahoo Answers brought me to more interesting language. Even though I didn’t use or get inspired from this page I thought it was funny I looked it up. Then I was like hmmm what does wine do… effect your judgment! So I started to write about that while tying in a little description about the counter top and the glass bottle the wine sits in which immediately brought me back to my notes on grapes. After not having ideas for a bit I became distracted by the television and when I returned to this I was wondering what cheeses went well with wine and stumbled across this site. Because the wine is red I choose the suggested description for red wines. And then I kind of just ended it there. The end :)

Junk Yard 7, Week 2

"You don't drink bar milk"

-Brian Hubbard

Having lunch with my friend and we got on the subject of how unwise it is to drink milk from a bar whose sole purpose is to serve alcoholic drinks. It is out of place and chances are it sat out of the refrigerator for awhile.

Junk Yard 6, Week 2

43 weird things said in job interviews

From a CNN article about job interviews. People love to entertain.

"[A] guy said he did not have a mailing address, as he was living in a gypsy camp at the airport." -- Sandra L. Flippo, SPHR

"[A candidate] was asked whether he could advocate impartially on behalf of the various universities he would be representing since he had attended one of them. He responded, 'Well, I don't like to poop where I eat, but I thought my education sucked, so I certainly wouldn't put that school above the others.'" - Darby

Junk Yard 5, Week 2

(207): this ms. usa coverage has sucessfully humbled every girl here. depressed fish in a leaky barrel. go!

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Sign Inventory, Week 1

For: The End of the Weekend
By: Anthony Hecht

Well we discussed this poem a lot in class. We talked about the syntactical variety of the voice and the texture of the words. His words heighten and drop from his excitement of sex but fear of being caught at his father's cabin and freight from the noise in the attic.

We talked about how selection is meaning. For example presence being understood as an owl in the last stanza. Or the concentration of focus he has on the cast-iron cowboy leaning against his father's books perhaps his paranoia. And his young demeanor from the description of his "girl". Even the title seemed to have a particular reason of choice The END of the WeekEND because the poem just ends so quick.

We talked about how the climax must be in third stanza because of the line "The slow unloosening of her underthings." quickly interrupted by the noise the excitement dropped.

His choice of punctuation was pointed out by Chris which I thought was cool of him to notice in the last two stanzas. The third stanza starts more continuous and flowing until he is frighten by a noise and the sentences start to abruptly stop with periods.

“Improv” -ing/imitation, Week 1

Taken From: Kim Addonizio

“What Do Women Want?”

I want twilight woods.

I want it translucent with blue beads,

I want it pocket sized, I want to wear it

until my skin is clean and tears off.

I want it 1 fl oz and bottled,

this enriched germ-killing, so no one has to guess

what’s inside. I want to walk down

the street past McDonalds and the gym

with skin glittering in the window,

past the old Exon selling day-old

pies in their café, past the Matthews sisters

slinging aged beef from the truck and onto the dolly,

hoisting the dirty dead with their hands.

I want to walk like I’m the only

woman on earth clean with my pick.

I want the twilight woods bad.

I want it to confirm

your worst fears about me,

to show you how obsessed I care

about hygine except what

I want. When I find it, I’ll pull that bottle

from its shelve like I’m choosing a body

to carry me into this world, through

the birth-cries and the love-cries too,

and I’ll wear it like bones, like skin,

it’ll be the goddamned

twilight they bury me in.

The bold is preexisting words from the original poem. I didn’t know what I wanted so I pulled an object out of my purse and it was a mini Bath & Body Works anti-bacterial hand gel. So this is about it haha.

Response 2, Week 1

For: Tequilla

Jami,

I wrote a comment to this and when I went to re-copy it for my post it was gone :/ So here is try two.

This is such a cool way to describe tequilla.I think my favorite line is "prior with rancid seasons."

I like your choice for line breaks because to me it is esthetically pleasing.

I would love to see an extention of this poem describing more of the effects of tequilla because it can be an angry, lustful, or sinful substance.

I find the ending really intresting because it could have multiple meanings. A substance bubbling in the stomach waiting to explode could mean vomit (eww) or the characteristic of the substance its self or even the emotion of the drinker (ie his/her anger).

I think you did a great job with the time constraints of class.