As an
"In Memory of the Utah Stars"
Something in you remembers every
time the ball left your fingertips
wrong and nothing the ball
can do in the air will change that.
You watch it set, stupid moon,
the way you watch yourself
in a recurring dream.
You never lose your touch
or forget how taxed bodies
go at the same pace they owe,
how brutally well the universe
works to be beautiful,
how we metabolize loss
as fast as we have to.
P.S. I have also added former Soul Coughing frontman Mike Doughty's blog to my list...he has a lot of pictures from his trip to Eritrea and I dig his new record.
4 comments:
Strictly speaking you are an alumnus, unless of course you've cloned yourself.
Alumnus Alumni
Alumna Alumnae
doh!
I love that cartoon. Where did you get it?
Old New Yorker...if you click on the cartoon it will take you to their Cartoon bank...
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