[booklog 2005]

78. Loose Woman, Sandra Cisneros. collection of poems. some of it hit home, and some of it was just...unfamiliar. also an odd switch from Milosz's subtlety and dryness, all this writing about love and lust and sex and womanliness. bits that i liked:

"I'm as free for the taking
as the eyes of Saint Lucy" (from "Pumpkin Eater")

"Why not? I'm for emotions running amok tonight,
breaking china and getting fucked.
I'm a regular Notre Dame, I tell you.
Little braindoors and gargoyled gutters,
and the frothy mob with their machetes and clubs
wild about me, I tell you,
positively screaming blood." (from "Thing in My Shoe")

( clips from 'Las Girlfriends' )

this one i think would work best read aloud, performed: ( Black Lace Bra Kind of Woman )

and finally: ( A Man in My Bed Like Cracker Crumbs )

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i probably overuse semicolons, myself. (yes, more memery.)

from etotheipi: What Punctuation Mark Are You?
"You are secure in your elegance, knowing that you, and only you, have the power to mark the skill or incompetence of the craftsman. You have no natural enemies; all fear you."
( The Semicolon. )

awww, yeah.
but really, this is getting ridiculous. time for sleeping.