Friday, December 10, 2010

A Journey Through Moonlight

AWP looks more & more likely. I haven’t seen some of the Hollins professors in over a year, if not longer than this. &, there’s something incredible about surrounding yourself with serious writers and crazy intelligent academics on the weekend of your 29th birthday. Nevermind the fact that the conference is in DC, which means I can play with JCK, too.

How stunning


“It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live, Harry.” -- Professor Dumbledore, Harry Potter & the Sorcerer’s Stone
A Journey through Moonlight by Russell Edson

In sleep when an old man's body is no longer
aware of his boundaries, and lies flattened by

gravity like a mere of wax in its bed . . . It drips
down to the floor and moves there like a tear down a
cheek . . . Under the back door into the silver meadow,

like a pool of sperm, frosty under the moon, as if in
his first nature, boneless and absurd.

The moon lifts him up into its white field, a cloud

shaped like an old man, porous with stars.

He floats through high dark branches, a corpse tangled

in a tree on a river.

-- Russell Edson