Monday, March 16, 2009

From Berkeley to Poland

Back from vacation, from Berkeley to the real world . . .

(There is something comforting about reality after all, and something nice about everything surreal.)

And which would I pick? Poland, Ohio or Berkeley? folks ask with a smirk. (Californians have a way of gloating, don't they?)

Let me ask you . . .

Which will it be? Fried chicken or sauteed parsnips? Late spring or sun/wind-scorched days? Pantsuits or skin tight jeans? SADS or skin cancer? Mansions for $300,000? (Or in Youngstown for $100,000) Or 3 bedroom homes for 1.5 million bucks and up? A life that ebbs and flows or one that rushes and surges--the people all caught up in the rush, racing past like salmon going upstream. Oh I wonder. . .

Do you prefer to slow dance? Or spin like a dervish? Do you think of your life as the color and song of dusk? Or do you live in neon 24-7?

Do you live with a chip on your shoulder? A sense of apology, as if something isn't ever quite right? (It never is, is it?)

Or do you think everyone wishes they were you--or at least living where you are? Yes, it's so. If only everyone were there, if only, . . . then they might know how bright life really is, like a flash bulb . . .

Don't blink. Keep your eyes open. You might miss it.

3 comments:

amberbromer said...

hi nin, what do you think of this sort of thing?
www.blurb.com
do you think of it as cheating? or like an easy way to get instant gratification?

Zaphos said...

SADS is a great acronym :)

Nin Andrews said...

I don't know about blurb.com, Amber. But I don't think it's cheating. It's just a choice.

It's pretty hard to get people to read poetry books when they are published by a well-known press, so I think that might be an even bigger concern --but what do I know?

I despise the whole process of getting books into print, so I am probably the worst person to ask.