Long absence

I haven’t posted on this blog in a while. Some combination of job stress, a new relationship, and general laziness has kept me away. I’ve also found a new outlet for my interest in poetry, as I’ve been attending the weekly poetry open mic at Innisfree Poetry Bookstore & Cafe off and on. Still, I like the idea of having a place to post poems online, and I might like to write more reaction and discussion pieces about interests I have, so I want to maintain this space.

I’m also giving some thought to adding some things, like an about page. When I created it, I kept the blog looking pretty anonymous, but now I’m thinking this is mostly counterproductive, since a random reader who stumbles across me can’t know anything about me. I’m not going to promise yet when I’ll get this done, but I am definitely thinking about it.



One day while picking berries I
asked my dear mother why we die.
Her answers did confuse me.

“We’re not unlike these berries, see.
Come, watch me pick the dark ones clean
and leave the green to ripen.

Now you are green and bitter, child,
but someday you’ll be sweet and mild
and Death will come to pick you.

The juice in you will break and flow.
Who knows then where the skin will go?
and you’ll be lapped-licked-swallowed.”

“Lapped, licked, and eaten!” Aghast, I
stared at my mother, who grinned wide.
“Why can’t we just stay berries?”

“A berry left will spoil, lie
upon the path and attract flies.
I’d rather be well-tasted.”

“But what a grisly end to meet!
with crunching bones tween jagged teeth.
Death sounds like such a monster.”

“You’re not alone in that conceit,
but that is not the point, my sweet.”
Her hand lay on my shoulder.

“My son, take heed! The berries mind.
Take care to ripen till you die,
and dying, leave yourself behind.
Surrender all your sweetness.”

Finished yesterday, 27 January 2013.
This is the first poem that I completed piece by piece instead of coming up with the whole thing more or less at once. I’ve been working on it off and on since last November. Constructive comments are appreciated!

6 months after PRK

Near the beginning of June this year I had laser eye surgery to correct my vision. The type of surgery I had is called PRK; it differs from LASIK in that no flap is cut in the cornea, which has long-term benefits but also leads to a longer recovery time in the short term.  It took probably three weeks until I was really comfortable reading on a regular basis, and there’s been a slow and steady improvement since then.

Overall, I love it!  I can read shampoo labels in the shower now, and I can buy cheap sunglasses and experiment with different styles.  It’s nice not to have to worry about lenses on my face and whether they’re clean.  Sex is much better without glasses, too.  Even if your lover likes how you look with them on, it’s really awkward when they get in the way in certain situations, so it’s really nice to be able to see without them.

I just got out of a follow-up appointment with my optometrist. Apparently I still have some measurable astigmatism and farsightedness (I used to be nearsighted, so that’s different), but it’s so minor that if I walked in as a new patient, he wouldn’t see the point of even considering prescribing me lenses.  I do wish I had superhuman laser vision that could pick out a gnat from a mile away, but I’m pretty happy with what I got.

Tony Perkins contradicts Evangelical beliefs

I am a liberal christian, also known as a progressive christian, and I believe that the love of Christ compels his followers to accept and support people from the whole spectrum of gender identities and sexual orientations.  I’m going to set that aside for a minute, however, and channel the fundamentalist evangelical faith of my upbringing.  There’s a statement by Family Research Council president Tony Perkins that was recently brought to my attention, and there’s something about it I need to point out.  Even in the context of conservative evangelical christian belief, this makes no sense.

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Awesome furniture

I had a blast in the Big Apple this past weekend with my friend Peter.  We saw lots of awesome things, but one of the coolest was this temporary exhibit at the Metropolitan Museum of Art.  Not only are these pieces of furniture exquisite works of art, but they have secret compartments and intricate movements reminiscent of Nicholas Cage movies.  Seriously, if you’re in New York before 27 January 2013 you need to check this out.  The best part is that it’s at the Met, so admission is cheap.  Definitely worth it!