des petits morceaus

Been making pretty good use of my little black Moleskine notebook, so since I don't feel like doing a dry run-through of my days here, I'll just transfer stuff from the notebook.

- Static french flowing out of the intercom, mingling with the articulate barks of American CNN anchors - chatty college students' voices staccato surround sound - busy, busy, busy

- "Knockin on Heaven's Door" in the metro

- Saw a bunny cloud today (Amelie)

- The metro is breezy and smells like oregano

- 3:58 of "Blue Sky" Allman Brothers

- "All the King's horses and all the King's men couldn't put baby together again" - Aimee Mann

- 02:58 of "Suite: Judy Blue Eyes" Crosby Stills & Nash

- First line of "#41" DMB appx. 0:36.

- Aimee Mann "It's Not" orchestration at 1:25 could work for a trailer of some sort.

- "Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you - like music to the musician or Marxism to the Communist - or else it's nothing, an empty, formalized bore, around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations. The Grecian Urn is unbearably beautiful, with every syllable as inevitable as the notes in Beethoven's Ninth Symphony, or it's just something you don't understand. It is what it is because an extraordinary genius paused at that point in history and touched it." - F. Scott, The Crack-Up.

- "For awhile after you quit Keats all other poetry seems to be only whistling or humming." - F. Scott, The Crack-Up

Wrote a new piece, "Freefall." Not groundbreaking, but felt like I needed to just...keep writing.