Sunday, December 04, 2005

I woke up this morning speaking out loud a line Yusef Komunyakaa:

"We had moves we didn't know we had
our bodies spun on swivels of bone and faith,
through a lyric slipknot of joy
and we knew we were beautiful
and dangerous."

I want to beautiful and dangerous, slide through a lyric slipknot of joy.
It is the kind of day I desire.

Bella had a sleepover last night with her best friend “Steven”. They fell asleep singing Bob Dylan. It was nice to have boy energy in the house. He woke up this morning, telling me he heard an animal in the middle of the night, he made rhythmic grrrrr noises, over and over and it took me about ten minutes to realize he was describing me snoring;)

I’m beautiful and dangerous and I sound like a bear.

I am doing a birthday party this afternoon with four year olds at the invention studio. We are going to build sculptures of cats from metal containers. We are going to enter the slipnot.


Blair said...

That is the kind of life I want to have...
I want to say back, because that is how I remember my childhood, before it started spinning too fast.
Thank you

Artichoke Heart said...

You are beautiful and undoubtedly dangerous and I will think of you in the slipknot this afternoon.

The Blind-Winger Jones said...

Aah the old dangerous beauty thing never leaves you...

early hours of sky said...

I was a wonderful slipknot. We all have secret cats names. My name is Luna. Now I need a nap.

Alicia Bennett said...

Greetings, I was reading some blogs and came across your blog. I'm quite impressed , with how it has a good feel. This is one to watch.


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