Saturday, June 30, 2007
Friday, June 29, 2007
Geckos in Obscure Light
Here's a poem from the New Yorker I cut out and put on the fridge. It's pretty fitting for the place I'm staying where the geckos run all over the place, inside and out, and you can hear them chirping loudly at night.
Geckos in Obscure Light
by William Logan
April 23, 2007
Tentative, greedy, by night they came,
drawn to the insects drawn to the light.
Their shadow organs pulsed
beneath bellies distended as Falstaff’s,
backs a tarnished armor studded
with the rosettes of some obscure disease.
What of their victims, the cannon fodder,
Welsh soldiery thrown each night
against the muzzle flare? Ragged, high-strung moths,
green lacewings streamlined like F-16s—
the geckos, like great officers and kings,
took them into their mouths, more or less
at leisure, with a gratifying snap.
Silently, of course, through the pane of glass,
where death comes only on a smaller scale.
(copied from http://www.newyorker.com/fiction/poetry/2007/04/23/070423po_poem_logan)
Geckos in Obscure Light
by William Logan
April 23, 2007
Tentative, greedy, by night they came,
drawn to the insects drawn to the light.
Their shadow organs pulsed
beneath bellies distended as Falstaff’s,
backs a tarnished armor studded
with the rosettes of some obscure disease.
What of their victims, the cannon fodder,
Welsh soldiery thrown each night
against the muzzle flare? Ragged, high-strung moths,
green lacewings streamlined like F-16s—
the geckos, like great officers and kings,
took them into their mouths, more or less
at leisure, with a gratifying snap.
Silently, of course, through the pane of glass,
where death comes only on a smaller scale.
(copied from http://www.newyorker.com/fiction/poetry/2007/04/23/070423po_poem_logan)
Monday, June 25, 2007
Sunday, June 24, 2007
Sunday, June 3, 2007
First few days in Kauai
the view from my backyard
(that's Mts. Wai'ale'ale and Kawaikini, the highest points in Kauai at about 5,200 ft)
(that's Mts. Wai'ale'ale and Kawaikini, the highest points in Kauai at about 5,200 ft)
Gecko hanging out on my screen door
the raw lasagna from The Blossoming Lotus, made from macadamia nut ricotta, rainbow chard, and some other delicious stuff
one of the billions of roosters on the island that make lots of noise at 5am (click here for historical info and a recipe for them)
These 2 are from a hike up Mt. Kahili, which was only about a mile and a half, but got to about 3,000 feet and was one of the most precarious hikes I've been on. The goat-trail looking ribbon on the ridgeline in the picture below is the trail. 9 people started, only 4 made it to the top (the others turned around, they didn't fall).
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