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Tuesday, July 10, 2007

Morning News

posted by on July 10 at 8:00 AM

Talks Fail: At least 40 dead after Pakistan army storms Islamabad mosque held by militants.

AG Lies: In testimony before Congress, Gonzales pretended he didn’t know about Patriot Act civil liberties violations.

Hypocrisy Reigns: U.S. Senator David Vitter (R-LA), a moral values Southern Republican of course, on the DC Madam’s phone list, of course.

White House Freaks: Bush aides scramble to cope with mounting GOP opposition to War.

Ambassador Frets: U.S. Ambassador to Iraq warns against withdrawal.

Israel Flirts: Olmert seeks direct peace talks with Syria.

Gaza Suffers: Sanctions against Hamas cripple Gazans.

Kerlikowske Skates: Report says Chief didn’t inappropriately interfere with investigation.

Government Dictates: King County Board of Health looks to ban trans-fats.

There’s something called the Washington Poets Association, and they post a different poem by a local poet every day.


Michael Schein

You wanted a skylight over the bed.
I, raised behind black-out curtains, said
“what about the sun?” Unlike the serpent,
you hissed, we have eyelids.

I come to bed too late to catch you before sleep,
the half-digested Thanksgiving dinner you prepared
still warm and heavy in my intestines,
and catch instead a phantom caressing your skin:
it is the moon, celestial masseur,
kneading a distillation of sunlight and languor
across your milky face.

In the blue white light you look dead
yet strangely animated, suffused by alien grace.
Confused, I stumble back from the bed,
frightened by the urge to kiss lunar lips,
strange fruit of a waxen wife
whose eyelids glow like tiny moons
orbiting an unknown planet.

I see now why you need this portal on space:
like any prisoner with a teaspoon
will scrape through cinderblock,
so too would you claw your way
through sheetrock to the icy moon
and call it resurrection.

I would not hold you,
no more than I could hold this thin,
ethereal light, other than to name
it beautiful, to say I was glad
you opened my eyes
to the terrible pull of the sky
just above our bedroom,
to say goodbye,
and that I will watch for you
in every blue Thanksgiving moon.
Michael Schein
Seattle, Washington
Michael Schein, of Seattle, is recognized as a 20th Avenue NW Treasure by a guy who hangs out in Salmon Bay Park. Michael has written 1 and 9/10th novels. His writing appears in Pontoon, Chrysanthemum, Slow Trains, American Drivel Review, The Ledge, Elysian Fields, and The Art of Bicycling (Breakaway Books).

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I see now why you need this portal on space:
like any prisoner with a teaspoon
will scrape through cinderblock,
so too would you claw your way
through sheetrock to the icy moon
and call it resurrection.

It's like an AP English high school sophomore, desperately trying to get that A. It's so incredibly atrocious. The only worse thing I can think of that you could post would be anything by Sean Penn.

Posted by Mr. Poe | July 10, 2007 8:35 AM

re #1

Mr. Poe,

Be glad they aren't putting any of *my* drivel on the site. Why is it atrocious? Is it atrocious to consider the unfulfillable dreams of the heart as an appropriate subject for poetry? Do you find the prisoner with a spoon image to be cliche? Or does it simply not resonate with your sensibilities?

Also, why the need to attack? Good god, man, in the great scheme of things you should feel lucky indeed if reading this poem is the worst thing that happens to you today.


Posted by rtm | July 10, 2007 8:57 AM

Poetry is lost on me. Give me a pretty picture any day.

Posted by monkey | July 10, 2007 9:01 AM

Well, rtm, I attack almost anything. Including myself. I'm also almost never serious. I am a prisoner of negativity! I should scrape through my mental cinderblock with a teaspoon. I should claw my way through sheetrock to the icy moon. Woe is me.

Posted by Mr. Poe | July 10, 2007 9:12 AM

Woe is Poe

Posted by It's Mark Mitchell | July 10, 2007 9:20 AM

You missed the Pope asserting that the Catholic Church is the only true church. FINALLY I can start burning those pesky Protestants at the stake again.... Cassey Treat is going to be first then the Hutch!!!

Posted by cato the younger younger | July 10, 2007 9:42 AM


Wait, what? Link.

Posted by Mr. Poe | July 10, 2007 9:43 AM

Michael Moore rips Wolf Blitzer and Sanjay Gupta a couple new ones.

Posted by vegetable lasagna | July 10, 2007 9:51 AM

"Vitter" sounds like cat food.

Posted by Original Andrew | July 10, 2007 9:59 AM
Posted by Cato the Younger Younger | July 10, 2007 10:15 AM

I just love that the Catholics are helping in this era of religous hatred. So, some pointers. Any church that is not in communion with the Holy See is heretical and need to be "taken care of" (See European history 16th and 17th Centuries for pointers). But I wonder if we are to actually burn the members of all the heretical "churches" or just the buildings themselves? What about George Bush? He is not Catholic, nor is Cheney.

Gee, I am so confused. I guess I should meet with a parish priest today after work for clarification. I mean you are either with Pope Benny or against him right?

Posted by Cato the Younger Younger | July 10, 2007 10:27 AM

Religion is, by definition, the root of all evil.

With so much hate and judgment to spread, as history shows us again and again, they get bored with bashing the sinners and the Godless. So they start attacking each other. Either with swords, guns, bombs, or documents.

Posted by Mr. Poe | July 10, 2007 10:29 AM

@ Mr Poe, Ergo why I am an athiest.

Posted by Cato the YY | July 10, 2007 10:33 AM

The inquisition....WHAT a SHOW
the inquisition....Here we GO..

I know you're wishin...that we'd go awaaaaaaaaay

...but the inquisition is here, and it's here to STAY!!!

*Jazz Hands*

Posted by Original Monique | July 10, 2007 10:33 AM

Or pom poms.

Posted by Lloyd Clydesdale | July 10, 2007 10:41 AM

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