Monthly Archives: June 2014

“I use dreams, the subconscious, and the real objects, and I open up the body and use organs, and I sink them into words, and I ritualize them and fuse them into events. I guess poetry is like a festival. Everything can be transformed. The street becomes something else, the subways is something else, everything at a festival is disguised as something else. Everything changes: the look of a person changes, their intentions change, the attitudes are different, experiences are fiercer. Voices become other voices. So that’s what I do now in my poetry. I keep making connections. I try not to wade in the shallow water of shallowness and I try not to get stuck in the mud of art council standards and the spectators’ demand for messages. It’s called multiplication, division, and subtraction.”
– Jayne Cortez

“All confinements are arbitrary. I cannot see why a human being should be deprived of freedom…” André Breton

Descending from the clouds, feet firmly on earth & head still swimming… back to Babylon, but who can complain about the view?

Landscapes of Haleakalā

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We had the fortune of exploring the Haleakalā crater this week – the “house of the sun.” From the summit one looks down into a massive depression some 11.25 km (7 mi) across, 3.2 km (2 mi) wide, and nearly 800 m (2,600 ft) deep. The interior is like a lunar landscape – unlike anything I’ve ever hiked before – comprised of red sand, black rock and dotted occasionally with the endangered Silversword plants.
In Hawaiian folklore, the crater at of Haleakalā was home to the grandmother of the demigod Māui, who helped him capture the sun and force it to slow its journey across the sky.
The 12 mile hike was listed as a 10 hour day in the guidebook, but it ended up being a leisurely 5 hours – until we hit the 4 mile, 2500 foot ascent out of the crater back to the visitor center. Ah well, what goes down must come up, as they say…<a