• Liz commented on the post, classical 9 months ago

    Oh, hai, like the music, yes? Or like the architecture. There’s your Classical, and then there’s your CLASSIC. And ionic and doric and what’s that third column? And your classy. And your classist. And your girls who wear glasses.

  • Liz commented on the post, muddy 9 months, 1 week ago

    Between what you say and what you really feel. Between where you are now and where you were then. A muddy scrim that doesn’t want to let you see. Maybe it protects you. Maybe it it protects something else. Hard to say with all that muck between here and there. What would it take to wash it all away?

  • Liz commented on the post, puppies 9 months, 2 weeks ago

    Ugh. Really? Okay, okay. How about some hush puppies? The fried dough balls, yeah. Oh, or the horrible horrible shoes I wore as a kid, the Hush Puppies brand — hideous, lumpy, made of some kind of pleathery substance, nothing but clod, clop, clod, even a kid like me knew they were hopeless

  • Liz commented on the post, syndrome 9 months, 2 weeks ago

    This makes me think of the movie The China syndrome, though I have ZERO memory of plot, characters, etc. Syndrome. What makes a syndrome? How many pieces constitute a syndrome? What duration? Oh damn I’m asking QUESTIONS again. Drome. Drone. Syn. Sin. Sin drone. Ooooh, look out for the below-the-radar trajectory of the SIN DRONE.

  • Liz commented on the post, weave 9 months, 2 weeks ago

    What if I weave you a story, one skein truth, one skein prevarication and wishful thinking? What if I weave it from grass and glass and the fingernail clippings of the best of us? The worst? What if I weave you something too good to be believed? Why do I so frequently use questions in free writing?

  • Liz commented on the post, harm 10 months ago

    I thought I already wrote about this word. I’ve broken one word. Maybe it’s just one word now, forever, like “harm” is The One Word I Get To Write About From Now On. Did I break oneword? I mean, if I only GET one word for the rest of time, this one’s not bad. Easy to rhyme. Pleasant to say. Emotional resonance. Etcetera. Harm. Chicken Parm.

  • Liz commented on the post, harm 10 months ago

    Harm has me stumped.

    First, do no harm.

    Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never harm me.

    What a lie. I’ve felt a word slice home like a well-honed blade, aimed and hurled by one you could only call a warrior. Like a stone thrown. And if it makes a wound you can’t quite see? How to heal that? How to set the deepest…[Read more]

  • Liz commented on the post, other 10 months ago

    Sometimes you’re the other, and sometimes you’re the otherer, the fish who doesn’t even realize she’s in water, the mother of all bother, an otter whose whole world is the crack crack cracking of a hard shell against a stone. Other other other otter and why bother, why dither?

  • Liz commented on the post, related 10 months, 2 weeks ago

    Related, elated, sweet cousins, weird uncles, my relations, my ancestors, the roots and branches of the family tree, the relating all the relating is so exhausting but we keep at it at the table where we all clutch our forks like madmen and gnash our teeth like beasts, like beasts of a family, family creatures reaching for one another between bites

  • Liz commented on the post, fun 10 months, 2 weeks ago

    Oh fun this word this world funfunfun till your daddy takes your Tbird away, fun like sun like I am so done with the world’s insistence on glee and chin up and happy spirits — I find fun in the surly corners, fun in the funk

  • Liz commented on the post, typewriter 1 year, 3 months ago

    it can’t be that today’s word is one of my favorite things! I’ve got a dozen or so at home, a few more in the office, and then there are those I had to let go over the years, duplicates, or monsters too huge to keep dusting and hauling around. many live in closets and under beds, stuck like time capsules in their snapped-shut cases, waiting for I…[Read more]

  • Liz commented on the post, repay 2 years, 8 months ago

    So many debts to repay but not with money. We pay we repay we repave the old roads over and over, not with good intentions but with asphalt, this time the holes will stay closed and the rides will all be smooth and we’ll definitely get where we’re going. Repayment is a long slog, but we have a special plan just for you. I am out of ideas but

  • Liz commented on the post, hydration 2 years, 9 months ago

    winter is so very dry I had to water my plants when I came into the office and my skin is flaking off as I type this. I got a new humidifier for the bedroom which is miraculously quiet but has a little light that sometimes keeps me company at night — how can it be so dry when there’s so much snow? These are the deep questions that plague me. v

  • Liz commented on the post, unkempt 5 years, 8 months ago

    This sounds german. Like mein kampf. Unkempt like a scruffy person. Like verklemt. I feel so verklemt. Maybe is Yiddish? The other day we were appreciating Yiddish words that are used in English, slangy words. Unkempt. Mein kampf. Well this is ridiculous. Uncle. Uncl

  • Liz commented on the post, zone 7 years, 2 months ago

    I’m not quite in it, but hope to be. There’s some serious work to be done, but I’m dancing around the edges of it, false starts, cups of coffee. I need to get in the zone so that the next few hours turn fluid and […]

  • Liz commented on the post, turbine 7 years, 3 months ago

    Oh this is a lovely word. Reminds me of turbinado sugar. Are those two related? Sugar can push me through the air like a jet turbine, certainly. Sugar is a screaming engine, and I’m its willing passenger. Sugar […]

  • Liz commented on the post, plans 7 years, 8 months ago

    I’ve laid them. I’ve seen them go astray. Mice, men, etc. I’ve got plans for tonight involving poker and a couple of cocktails. I’ve got plans involving luck. Let’s see how that works out. I had plans today — some of them got left back at one fork in the path or other. Guess that’s […]

  • Liz commented on the post, hinge 7 years, 8 months ago

    Sandy and I (and Deborah?) talked about the notion of poem as window, poem as door, and then I think we talked about the idea of a poem having a hinge. THat was cool. I love this word. The hinge is the thing that makes the turning possible, everything hinges on something else very cool.