These are so great. Flophouse should get used more often, as a word and as a concept. As far as what's frozen in your beard and mustache -- tasty snacks for later?
(I often think of this Edward Lear poem in terms of my hair:
There was an Old Man with a Beard
There was an Old Man with a beard,
Who said, "It is just as I feared!—
Two Owls and a Hen, four Larks and a Wren,
Have all built their nests in my beard.)
Also, that's a wonderful photo and so glad to see you properly fêted.
This one, this one. 2023_1126: “So much to do and nothing that can’t wait another day or two,” Nookomis whispers as she gestures me outside to sit with her.
This is always my favorite post. I admire your dedication to these sentences which are intimate, lovely, true, and sometimes funny. Enjoyable in layers for me. I think about seeing your stacks of Field Note notebooks rubber banded together when I was in your poetry class! I come back to reread them throughout the week.
Love this, "mist like rain suspended midair over Highway 13. "
I am active in my community and often get hammered that I have not been here long enough.I have a few sassy comments but I thought of a new one. How long do you have to be in a place to be concerned about the place?
Inspired by Chris’ lines, I roust my pencil off its lazy place where it rests, breathless from endless annotations of text I’m supposed to impart to the distracted minds of would-be teachers and try to write one real sentence. Also, all hail guitar solos. My son & brother recently insisted I check out the band, The Sword. Many great blistering guitars. How did I miss these guys?
2023_1120: Tragic when traversing north into one of the most beautiful places on the planet feels like slipping stealthily behind enemy lines. Such a perfect description of how I feel looking east from the Wallowas.
The laughing Chris LaTray image makes me smile
Don't get used to seeing it! *shakes fist at sky*
These are so great. Flophouse should get used more often, as a word and as a concept. As far as what's frozen in your beard and mustache -- tasty snacks for later?
(I often think of this Edward Lear poem in terms of my hair:
There was an Old Man with a Beard
There was an Old Man with a beard,
Who said, "It is just as I feared!—
Two Owls and a Hen, four Larks and a Wren,
Have all built their nests in my beard.)
Also, that's a wonderful photo and so glad to see you properly fêted.
I'm always up for a proper fêting.
This one, this one. 2023_1126: “So much to do and nothing that can’t wait another day or two,” Nookomis whispers as she gestures me outside to sit with her.
It's become a motto.
"Social hangover mediated by abundant and lingering gratitude." :) Thank you for this!!!!
Miigwech, Beth!
I am reminded of previous entries and the "Poet Laureate of emails." Again with that last line though...killing it.
Miigwech!
"It is becoming apparent I cannot be trusted anywhere they are selling beaded medallions" made my morning, thank you Chris.
It's a problem, AHP.
This is always my favorite post. I admire your dedication to these sentences which are intimate, lovely, true, and sometimes funny. Enjoyable in layers for me. I think about seeing your stacks of Field Note notebooks rubber banded together when I was in your poetry class! I come back to reread them throughout the week.
I love knowing this. Thank you, Tammy!
Love this, "mist like rain suspended midair over Highway 13. "
I am active in my community and often get hammered that I have not been here long enough.I have a few sassy comments but I thought of a new one. How long do you have to be in a place to be concerned about the place?
That's a great question to drop on people.
Always a delight to read these sentences, Chris— thank you for sharing them!
Thank you for reading them, Liz!
I think this might be my favorite of the months of sentences!
I love this.
Inspired by Chris’ lines, I roust my pencil off its lazy place where it rests, breathless from endless annotations of text I’m supposed to impart to the distracted minds of would-be teachers and try to write one real sentence. Also, all hail guitar solos. My son & brother recently insisted I check out the band, The Sword. Many great blistering guitars. How did I miss these guys?
I've spent many hours in the company of that band!
I'm right with you in Whitefish....what I hear in my head as a response are the sonic opening chords of Rumble by Link Ray...
Have you seen the RUMBLE documentary? It's fantastic.
I just watched that a few nights ago. I enjoyed it!
I need to watch it again.
2023_1120: Tragic when traversing north into one of the most beautiful places on the planet feels like slipping stealthily behind enemy lines. Such a perfect description of how I feel looking east from the Wallowas.
That was enjoyable. I will have to try it. Thank you
What absolutely high- grade nuggets these are! Looking forward to more! Thank you!
That last one. Only religion we ever need right there.
❤️