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216. Jam-packed Friday.

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What a delightful (& event-packed) evening last night was! B & I cut our work days an hour short to see two new exhibits at the Seattle Art Museum — Alexander Calder: A Balancing Act (thru April 11, 2010) and Michelangelo Public and Private: Drawings for the Sistine Chapel and Other Treasures from the Casa Buonarroti (thru Jan 31, 2010). Both exhibits are spectacular, but I was particularly moved by Calder’s work. I had no idea! The collection contains a wonderful ensemble of his mobiles and EVERY piece made me smile! It covers his work from 1927 to the mid-1970’s (displayed from newest to oldest) and the first piece is a lovely white mobile that has an entire room dedicated to it. I had thoughts of laying on the beach with white doves peacefully gliding above me. Some of my favorite pieces were his “Jonah and the Whale” mobile and his standing mobiles — my very favorite, Bougainvillier, is pictured above.

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Photograph by Marc Vaux

The exhibit ends with “Cirque Calder,” a 1961 film featuring Calder’s miniature circus. It is brilliant! His cast of characters were made out of bits of wire and cloth and each piece is manipulated by Calder to move in some way. They are such beautiful, delicate pieces crafted with so much imagination and simplicity. Watching the movie is like watching something thru the eyes of a child. If you see the exhibit, you should sit and enjoy the entire film.

For more of Calder’s work and for information about his life, there is a wonderful website at http://calder.org.

The Michelangelo exhibit is also very interesting. It provides a glimpse into his creative process and it’s an incredibly rare opportunity to see twelve of his original working drawings for the Sistine Ceiling and the Last Judgment. (This is the only American venue for this exhibition from the Casa Buonarotti in Florence.)

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After the exhibit, we met Concert Boy and had dinner at TASTE, and then went to see Martín Espada at the Nordstrom Recital Hall (part of SAL’s poetry series). Espada has been referred to as “the Latino poet of his generation” and “the Pablo Neruda of North American authors.” He was born in Brooklyn in 1957 and has published sixteen books in all as a poet, editor, essayist and translator. I loved hearing him read his poetry and he is absolutely engaging as a storyteller. One of my favorite poems last night was Alabanza: In Praise of Local 100. Here is a website featuring more of his poetry.

The evening did not end here…

After Espada, Concert Boy and I went to see Spanish Harlem Orchestra at Jazz Alley. Oh my goodness, they were wonderful. Concert Boy was so jazzed afterwards he couldn’t sleep. I, however, slept like a rock and am unfortunately paying for my evening of fun with my horrible never-ending cough. Today, I’m curled up on the couch, drinking tea, reading my book and readying myself for the Brandi Carlile concert tonight. Have a lovely Saturday evening my friends!

199. Happy Bastille Day! (aka Kim is missing Paris!)

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I hope you all had a wonderful Bastille Day! I spent mine in the company of the Literary Divas (aka The Royal We) drinking wine, eating wonderful food & partaking in fabulous conversation. I’m really missing Paris today because of everyone’s blog posts and Twitter updates, but if I can’t be in Paris, an evening with my lovely girlfriends is a pretty even exchange.

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This month’s book selection was The Delinquent Virgin by Laura Kalpakian. It’s a book of short stories and it is the first time I have read anything written by her. My favorite stories were “Lavee, Lagair, Lamore, Lamaird,” “The Delinquent Virgin,” and “Change at Empoli.” I love her writing style and I can’t wait to read more of her works. (I think I’ll start with American Cookery. I’ve heard good things!)

Here’s a short synopsis of the book from Publishers Weekly:

Subtitled “Wayward Pieces,” this generally beguiling collection of nine varied short stories veers from lightweight entertainment to some solid explorations of the human condition. Kalpakian is most impressive in two stories in which she features characters who scorn mediocrity and determine to live on a higher plane. The supercilious, bitter professor in “Change at Empoli,” who has fled America and her bourgeois family to direct a program for exchange students in Italy, realizes belatedly, and to her regret, that her life has been organized around high-flown principles that are in reality heartless, cold and empty. Carefully orchestrated and developed, this is the collection’s best work. The cleverly titled “Lavee, Lagair, Lamore, Lamaird” is imbued with humor, but the message is similar: another heroine determined to rise above bourgeois values discovers to her humiliation that the French words drilled by her tutor, the aptly named “Miss Savage,” are almost as deadly as the WWI battlefields where she has volunteered as an interpreter. Kalpakian proves herself a social critic with a satirical eye, and Miss Savage (“Miss Brodie” writ large and antic) is a triumph of characterization. In “Right Hand Man,” Kalpakian gets male vernacular just right, as her down-and-out narrator discovers that he has more honor than a leading citizen of the community. On the other hand, the title story, a contemporary Christmas fable, seems best suited to a ladies’ magazine, as does “Little Women,” an implausible tale in which four members of a typing pool, all of whom disdain reading, easily recognize characters from literary classics. Two literary parodies, “How Max Perkins Learned to Edit” and “Moby-Jack,” are clever but slight. Most of the stories are located in familiar Kalpakian territory, either the fictional California community of St. Elmo (Graced Land) or Isadora Island in Puget Sound (Steps and Exes), and she conveys atmospheric details with assurance.

We also started our new poetry pick this month. The person in charge of bringing dessert is also in charge of bringing a poem for the next month’s discussion. Sarah chose two poems for us this month: To His Coy Mistress by Andrew Marvell and Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond by E.E. Cummings. I can’t wait to read them in more depth and discuss them next month!

Bonne nuit! Bisous!

180. Life’s little treasures.

I’m warning you all ahead of time that this is an EPIC EPIC post… one post to basically cover the ENTIRE month of March! I’m settled into my favorite corner table at Top Pot with an Americano and 30 minutes to summarize the last 30 days. And I have SO MANY things I want to tell you about, I don’t know where to start!! There are restaurants, books, movies, music, lectures, sporting events and other various inspirations to talk about, so start where it best suits you.

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Tilikum Place Café

Restaurants | Of course, I start with food…

As part of the Dine Around Seattle event, Dana and I met at Crush early one Thursday evening and secured two seats at the chef’s counter. Jason Wilson’s restaurant has been on my “must try” list forever and while the host was a little snarky (words of warning: Crush favors reservations and we didn’t have one), the rest of the evening was a true delight! We each selected the 3 courses for $30 option, along with the $18 wine pairing. (For those of you who have dined at Crush, you know that this is a bargain!) For starters, I chose the Braised & Grilled Berkshire Pork Belly with Pinata Apples, Parsnips and Bourbon Glaze. Followed by the Alaskan King Cod with Preserved Lemon Sabayon (AMAZING!), Chorizo Broth, Controne Beans and Gremolatta. Followed by the Buttermilk Beignets with Jam, Chocolate Sauce and Cream for dessert. EVERYTHING was ABSOLUTELY DELICIOUS, including the bread that had a hint of rosemary and the perfect dusting of sea salt. Crush is located in a little house turned restaurant on E Madison St. and its all-cream modern interior is lovely. I highly highly recommend this restaurant for your next special occasion…or the next Dine Around Seattle event.

I also tried a new Italian restaurant with Tanja, Cantinetta. It just opened recently in an old dental office on Wallingford Ave. N and it’s wonderful what they have done with the space. It’s welcoming…simple, rustic and convivial. I arrived early and the staff immediately made me feel at home while I relaxed with my book and a glass of wine until Tanja arrived. There were so many wonderful things listed on the menu, we had a hard time choosing, so we selected several items to share. Beets with Fresh Mozzarella and Pistachio Pesto. Kale with Preserved Tomatoes and Cranberry Beans. Mussels with a Puttanesca Broth. Gnocchini with Oxtail and Jerusalem Artichokes. Chocolate Torta. Bombolini with Citrus Confit. Yum, yum, yum! Highly recommend!

Oh, and there was also Tilikum Place Café where Heather and I enjoyed brunch one rainy Saturday morning. It opened last November and has a great atmosphere, very “neighborhood bistro.” We each ordered a Dutch Baby — Heather had the sweet version (with pan-roasted apples) and I had the savory version (with duck confit and cranberries). It was the perfect place to spend several hours catching up over a wonderful breakfast and pot of French press Lighthouse Roasters.

Thank you again my friends! Words never adequately express how blessed I feel to have you in my life! The way you each savor the world and share your hearts and enthusiasm with me inspires my every moment! xoxo

I still have several restaurants on my “must try” list, including:

Hopefully I’ll check off one or two more in April!

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A Novella, Poetry, Letters | I didn’t have much reading time this month, but I did discover a couple of small treasures… Along with poetry by Yusef Komunyakaa & Donald Hall, I also savored a wonderful little read, The Uncommon Reader: A Novella by Alan Bennett. I discovered Bennett because I had previously read (and adored) another one of his novellas, The Clothes They Stood Up In. Here’s a little more info:

From Publishers Weekly
Briskly original and subversively funny, this novella from popular British writer Bennett (Untold Stories; Tony-winning play The History Boys) sends Queen Elizabeth II into a mobile library van in pursuit of her runaway corgis and into the reflective, observant life of an avid reader. Guided by Norman, a former kitchen boy and enthusiast of gay authors, the queen gradually loses interest in her endless succession of official duties and learns the pleasure of such a common activity. With the dawn of her sensibility… mistaken for the onset of senility, plots are hatched by the prime minister and the queen’s staff to dispatch Norman and discourage the queen’s preoccupation with books. Ultimately, it is her own growing self-awareness that leads her away from reading and toward writing, with astonishing results. Bennett has fun with the proper behavior and protocol at the palace, and the few instances of mild coarseness seem almost scandalous. There are lessons packed in here, but Bennett doesn’t wallop readers with them. It’s a fun little book. (Sept.)

84, Charing Cross Road was another wonderful little find this month, which I discovered in a used bookstore…

Amazon.com Review
84, Charing Cross Road is a charming record of bibliophilia, cultural difference, and imaginative sympathy. For 20 years, an outspoken New York writer and a rather more restrained London bookseller carried on an increasingly touching correspondence. In her first letter to Marks & Co., Helene Hanff encloses a wish list, but warns, “The phrase ‘antiquarian booksellers’ scares me somewhat, as I equate ‘antique’ with expensive.” Twenty days later, on October 25, 1949, a correspondent identified only as FPD let Hanff know that works by Hazlitt and Robert Louis Stevenson would be coming under separate cover. When they arrive, Hanff is ecstatic–but unsure she’ll ever conquer “bilingual arithmetic.” By early December 1949, Hanff is suddenly worried that the six-pound ham she’s sent off to augment British rations will arrive in a kosher office. But only when FPD turns out to have an actual name, Frank Doel, does the real fun begin.

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Movies | Dustin and I saw Two Lovers at the Seven Gables starring Joaquin Phoenix (superb performance even though he has morphed into one strange dude!), Gwynneth Paltrow, Vinessa Shaw and Isabella Rossellini (lovely as always!). Mom & I saw the charming (yet also a little creepy) animation in Coraline at the Metro. And on DVD, Little Children and Happy-Go-Lucky. I recommend them all!

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Music | Last night, Bruce & I had a bite to eat at Union (oysters with horseradish & lemon; ricotta dumplings with rabbit ragout; excellent!) and then went to see the Portland Cello Project at The Triple Door. PCP is a group of 18 (8 were in Seattle) classically trained cellists who do more than just the normal repertoire. A couple songs were performed by PCP only and on others they collaborated with Weinland*, Anais Mitchell and Seattle’s Throw Me A Statue. Weinland’s Adam Shearer MC’d the show. It was like our own little one-night SXSW festival! EVERYONE was fabulous!!! 5 Stars!

Also in music, I downloaded the new Neko Case CD this month — Middle Cyclone – and I am loving it!

*Weinland is also going to be at the Sunset Tavern this Thursday, April 2nd starting at 9pm. Cover charge is $6.

Television | G3 and I finished watching Season 4 of The Wire. It was just as fabulous as the other seasons! We only have one more season to go and then we’re going to have to decide on a new series to occupy our Netflix television time. Suggestions?

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Soccer, March Madness & Hockey Playoffs | I completely heart Fredy Montero, the Columbian forward for our new Seattle Sounders FC team. OMG, he’s adorable! Okay yes, he’s a little young for me — 21 — but the kid can kick! He scored two goals in the first game, along with one assist, and then another goal in the second game. Speaking of the first game — the INAUGURAL game! — I was there and it was one of my favorite Seattle sports moments. (Thank you Bruce for our amazing seats!) I’ve actually attended most of the inaugural Seattle games over the last several years, including the Mariners at Safeco, the Seahawks at Qwest, the T-Birds at their new arena, and the Silvertips. I’ll always be loyal to our local teams and a sports fan in general, but I feel the Sounders pulling on the strings to my heart. :)

March was the ultimate sports month! There was hockey (the T-Birds were in the playoffs & I attended game 3, thanks Mitch!), March Madness and two Sounders matches. And even though the T-Birds (shush Brendan), the Huskies AND the Zags lost, it was an exciting month and I spent more time than I’d like to admit hanging out in pubs.

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Lectures | On the 18th, Heather, Mom & I met for an early dinner at Matt’s in the Market and then attended Scott Simon’s special SAL event at Benaroya. Simon has published a few books and is best known as the host of NPR’s “Weekend Edition Saturday.” He was very sweet and engaging. He read from a couple of his books and talked about his upcoming memoir about adopting two babies from China with his wife, French documentary filmmaker Caroline Richard. Here’s a little sampling of Simon’s work: “Reflections on Welcoming a New Family Member.” You can also follow him on Twitter @nprscottsimon.

I also attended Yusef Komunyakaa’s poetry reading on the 26th. Komunyakaa was born in 1947, grew up in Louisiana, and uses his childhood experiences to inform many of his works: growing up in the rural South before civil rights, his familial relationships, jazz & blues, and his later experience of serving as a combat reporter in the Vietnam War. He was awarded the Bronze Star for his work with the military newspaper, The Southern Cross, and won the 1994 Pulitzer Prize for Poetry. Currently, he is a professor in the Creative Writing Program at NYU. He was fabulous! Here is a sample of his poetry, if only he could read it in his rich voice for you…

My Father’s Love Letters

On Fridays he’d open a can of Jax
After coming home from the mill,
and ask me to write a letter to my mother
Who sent postcards of desert flowers
Taller than men. He would beg,
Promising to never beat her
Again. Somehow I was happy
She had gone, and sometimes wanted
To slip in a reminder, how Mary Lou
Williams’ “Polka Dots & Moonbeams”
Never made the swelling go down.
His carpenter’s apron always bulged
With old nails, a claw hammer
Looped at his side and extension cords
Coiled around his feet.
Words rolled from under the pressure
Of my ballpoint: Love,
Baby, Honey, Please.
We sat in the quiet brutality
Of voltage meters and pipe threaders,
Lost between sentences…
The gleam of a five-pound wedge
On the concrete floor
Pulled a sunset
Through the doorway of his toolshed.
I wondered if she laughed
And held them over a gas burner.
My father could only sign
His name, but he’d look at blueprints
And say how many bricks
Formed each wall. This man,
Who stole roses and hyacinth
For his yard, would stand there
With eyes closed and fists balled,
Laboring over a simple word, almost
Redeemed by what he tried to say.

Also, I think I’ve been remiss in mentioning the Junot Diaz SAL lecture at Benaroya in late February. It was fabulous! I loved how he kept it real and there were so many quotable moments. A group of us (Tanja, Heather, Kate, Mary, Mom, G3 & Bruce) attended and we all met for dinner beforehand and conversation afterwards at Union. Another fun & inspiring evening spent in the company of friends!

Other Inspirations | Thanks to Ms. Boyd, I discovered a website full of fun wallpapers and icons to “redecorate” my Mac with – pixelgirlpresents.com. This also inspired me to finally clean out all my old electronic files and back everything up to my new external hard drive. While doing this, I realized that I have 2879 songs stored on my computer and according to iTunes could listen to my iPod for 8.8 days without hearing the same song twice.

Thanks to little notes from all of you, I also discovered a couple new blogs that I am very much enjoying:

Other inspirations included joining a volunteer group, some heavy Spring cleaning in my condo, a sunny walk across the UW campus to admire the cherry blossoms, reconnecting with more old friends thru Facebook, and trying to stay current with technology by joining Twitter (@joiedevivre9).

Tonight, I’m meeting Tanja & Amy for dinner at Café Presse and tomorrow, April Fools’ Day. Happy Spring!!!!!

133. A Friday Poem & The Weekend Ahead

Poem of the Week|– A little gem by the Persian muslim poet/philosopher Rumi…

The Guesthouse by Jalalu’l-din Rumi (translated by Coleman Barks)
This being human is a guesthouse
Every morning a new arrival
A joy, a depression, a meanness
Some momentary awareness
Comes as an unexpected visitor

Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows
Who violently sweep your house
Empty of its furniture
Still treat each guest honorably
He may be cleaning you out
For some new delight!

The dark thought, the shame, the malice
Meet them at the door laughing
And invite them in
Be grateful for whoever comes
Because each has been sent
As a guide from the beyond

The Weekend Ahead|– Tomorrow is the Opening Day of Boating Season and of course, the weather forecast includes showers. Here’s what is on my calendar this weekend … dinner with friends, this, this and maybe this (depending on weather).

122. A French Bakery, Poetry & The Weekend Ahead

I had a consulting appointment downtown this morning and then met Lynnie and Jan for lunch at Belle Epicurean. Lynnie and I both had the Devilled Egg Salad sandwich served on a flaky croissant ($6.29) and Jan had a half of the Black Forest Ham and Gruyere Baguette sandwich ($4.39) with a side salad ($2.99). It was tasty and the atmosphere is lovely, with marble and French-cafe-like stools and tables. It’s always so much fun to enjoy an afternoon lull with girlfriends, although we never truly get enough time to catch up.

After lunch, I strolled through the Market, stopped at Ticket/Ticket and then trekked the 12 blocks back to my car in the frigid wind. Thank goodness it wasn’t raining!

Poem of the Week|– Mary Oliver’s poetry always delights and inspires me.

Breakage by Mary Oliver
I go down to the edge of the sea.
How everything shines in the morning light!
The cusp of the whelk,
the broken cupboard of the clam,
the opened, blue mussels,
moon snails, pale pink and barnacle scarred—
and nothing at all whole or shut, but tattered, split,
dropped by the gulls onto the gray rocks and all the moisture gone.
It’s like a schoolhouse
of little words,
thousands of words.
First you figure out what each one means by itself,
the jingle, the periwinkle, the scallop
full of moonlight.
Then you begin, slowly, to read the whole story.

Weekend|– Weather.com is predicting 48°, showers, rain and snow in Seattle this weekend (oh boy!), so most of my planned activities are indoors. Here’s what’s on my calendar — this, this, this, this and this. Stay warm and dry! Happy weekend! :)

Belle Epicurean
1206 Fourth Avenue
(between Seneca St & University St)
Seattle, WA 98101
206.262.9404

Click here to visit official website.

116. A Friday Poem & The Weekend Ahead

I love, love, love this weather! It was an ideal Spring day and all of Seattle appeared to be out-and-about enjoying the lovely sunshine and fresh air. I met Monica at Green Lake this afternoon for coffee and a walk around the lake. It was so beautiful!

Poem of the Week|– Mr. Dreamy introduced me to Anne Carson and I love her poetry!

On Le Bonheur d’Etre Bien Aimée by Anne Carson
Day after day I think of you as soon as I wake
up. Someone has put cries of birds on the air
like jewels.

Weekend|– Here’s what’s on my calendar — dinners with friends, an Obama rally (details below), this and this. Happy weekend!

ACTION ALERT — Be a part of history! Plan to attend Saturday’s rally for Barack Obama. KIRKLAND is the site for Western Washington’s participation in the internationally synchronized “One Voice for Change” rally in support of our candidate!

The venue for the April 12th event is Marina Park, 25 Lake Shore Plaza, Kirkland, and it will begin at 9 a.m. Volunteers are needed, and if you are able, please be there by 8 a.m.

Barack Obama has lifted the spirit of a nation and drawn the attention of the entire world. The Kirkland event is synchronized with simultaneous rallies in PARIS, LONDON, NEW YORK, LOS ANGELES, BARCELONA, ROME, ATLANTA, VIENNA, COLORADO SPRINGS, SPOKANE and many others. Launching with the music of the local Bergevin Brothers (home-grown in KIRKLAND) whose song “Fired Up and Ready to Go” is now one of Senator Obama’s favorites, the event features speakers from the Washington State Legislature and other invited guests, and offers attendees a chance to win an autographed copy of Bill Clinton’s book, “My Life.” In an ironic twist, 100% of the proceeds from raffle ticket sales will go to the Obama campaign. State Rep. Larry Springer will emcee the rally and is one of a number of state officials supporting the event, including Governor Christine Gregoire, Seattle Mayor Greg Nickels, Rep. Deb Eddy, Sen. Rosemary McAuliffe, Rep. Roger Goodman, and Rep. Fred Jarrett. “My colleagues and I are acutely aware of how critical it is to elect a President who can unite the country toward a better future,” Rep. Springer commented. “We felt this would be the perfect opportunity to demonstrate the breadth of Senator Obama’s appeal around the world. Please join us in this effort.” Abbott Smith, an Obama delegate who inspired so many participants at the 45th Legislative District Caucus, will inspire many more this Saturday.

110. Free Friday & National Poetry Month

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More Art|– The skies were a little drizzly today, so after finishing my work, it was the perfect afternoon to enjoy Free First Friday at the Bellevue Arts Museum (admission is free from 10am to 9pm on the first Friday of each month). They are currently displaying two wonderful exhibits: Eden Revisited: The Ceramic Art of Kurt Weiser (on view thru April 20)..

Bellevue Arts Museum presents Eden Revisited: The Ceramic Art of Kurt Weiser, a mid-career retrospective of a master potter and painter. The exhibition is comprised of approximately forty ceramic sculptures and several drawings that illustrate Weiser’s signature style that fuses the art of ceramics and china painting techniques. Weiser’s porcelain vessels range from classically-inspired, yet amorphous lidded jars and teapots to unique mounted globes that are richly decorated with otherworldly imagery, which are full of allegorical and mythological references and lush landscapes.

…and Material Terrain: A Sculptural Exploration of Landscape and Place (on view thru May 4).

Bellevue Arts Museum is pleased to host Material Terrain: A Sculptural Exploration of Landscape and Place, a traveling exhibition that features contemporary works by eleven artists who employ diverse materials and techniques to address the uneasy balance between the natural and constructed environment.

Twenty-two, large-scale, mixed-media works will be on indoor and outdoor display throughout the Museum.

Probing myriad associations to landscape and place, the artists reveal the fantasy of nature as a place of retreat and wonder; nostalgia for a pristine pre-industrialized landscape; and desire and eroticism evident in cycles of cultivation, production and consumption. By employing richly symbolic objects and installations, the artists in Material Terrain reveal complex affiliations to the environment. Through exposing what partnerships are forged, they allow us to consider the variety of ways in which we view ourselves in the context of nature.

Weiser’s work is incredibly striking (I particularly liked Blue & White Vase, 2003; Untitled Teapot, 2000; and Red Leaf, 1998), but it was Ming Fay’s work that I totally fell in love with! He is one of the artists featured in the Material Terrain exhibit and standing amongst his installations feels like being lost in Wonderland!

There are also a few other fantastic sculptures in this exhibit by James Surls and Donald Lipski, and outside of the third floor gallery is a thoughtful collection of 23 drawings and paintings done by children — entitled Seeds of Compassion: What does compassion look like? One picture in particular, by an eleven-year-old girl named Lina, really caught my attention. Underneath her picture she had written: “This picture talks about war. Stop war. Stop killing people. Have mercy.”

Wine Buy|– While I was in Shoreline last night for Mitch’s hockey game, I stopped at Central Market (used to be my neighborhood grocery store when I lived in N. Seattle & I spent hours here!) to grab something to eat and to check out their current wine picks. One of their current selections is the Gascón Malbec 2006, which I mentioned in my March 30 post. It is currently on special at $10.99 a bottle (reg. $14.99) — not quite as good as Pete’s March price, but a pretty good buy nonetheless — so I bought a couple bottles. :)

More Poetry|– Since April is National Poetry Month, I thought I would share another one of my favorites with you today.

A Walk by Rainier Maria Rilke (translated by Robert Bly)
My eyes already touch the sunny hill.
going far ahead of the road I have begun.
So we are grasped by what we cannot grasp;
it has inner light, even from a distance –

and charges us, even if we do not reach it,
into something else, which, hardly sensing it,
we already are; a gesture waves us on
answering our own wave…
but what we feel is the wind in our faces.

Weekend|– Here are a couple of the things on my calendar this weekend — this, this and this. Enjoy yours!

Sidenote: If anyone is interested in seeing Paranoid Park (mentioned in my April 2 post), I thought it was ending its run in Seattle, but Odie told me that it is now playing at the Varsity.

Bellevue Arts Museum
510 Bellevue Way NE
Bellevue, WA 98004
425.519.0770

Click here to visit official website.

104. Snow, Somalia & Zagajewski

Oh my goodness my dear readers, it’s snowing in Seattle!!! What happened to Spring??? As I write this entry, I am wrapped up in my pale pink fleece blanket, attempting to stay warm. :(

I was just reading an article in the NY Times about Somalia and came across an amazing photo, taken by Jehad Nga. I’m probably not supposed to post this here, but it really captured me and I was afraid it would disappear on their website. Also, I thought since it’s just us, there couldn’t be too much harm…

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I also thought I’d share one of my favorite poems to get you through this cold, wet day. Have a great weekend!

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Self Portrait by Adam Zagajewski (translated by Claire Cavanaugh)
Between the computer, a pencil, and a typewriter
half my day passes. One day it will be half a century.
I live in strange cities and sometimes talk
with strangers about matters strange to me.
I listen to music a lot: Bach, Mahler, Chopin, Shostakovich.
I see three elements in music: weakness, power, and pain.
The fourth has no name.
I read poets, living and dead, who teach me
tenacity, faith, and pride. I try to understand
the great philosophers–but usually catch just
scraps of their precious thoughts.
I like to take long walks on Paris streets
and watch my fellow creatures, quickened by envy,
anger, desire; to trace a silver coin
passing from hand to hand as it slowly
loses its round shape (the emperor’s profile is erased).
Beside me trees expressing nothing
but a green, indifferent perfection.
Black birds pace the fields,
waiting patiently like Spanish widows.
I’m no longer young, but someone else is always older.
I like deep sleep, when I cease to exist,
and fast bike rides on country roads when poplars and houses
dissolve like cumuli on sunny days.
Sometimes in museums the paintings speak to me
and irony suddenly vanishes.
I love gazing at my wife’s face.
Every Sunday I call my father.
Every other week I meet with friends,
thus proving my fidelity.
My country freed itself from one evil. I wish
another liberation would follow.
Could I help in this? I don’t know.
I’m truly not a child of the ocean,
as Antonio Machado wrote about himself,
but a child of air, mint and cello
and not all the ways of the high world
cross paths with the life that–so far–
belongs to me.