last post

sounds more dramatic than it is. since blogger is removing ftp support after today, i'm moving off blogger (probably to wordpress, but haven't had time to think about it). hopefully i'll have time to load my last day up with lots of posts, but in case i don't, i thought i'd let all three of you that read my blog know that it'll be changing a bit soon. (soon being a very relative term...).

bit sad, really, I've been a loyal blogger user for sometime now (just over ten years!). but change is also good for me, and moving to wordpress has been an option I've been meaning to look into for some time.

funny how this year is all about coming in and pushing me out of my comfort zone. who knew that the 30's were all about being comfy, and the 40's would be so much about agitation and change (mostly in a good way, but all very challenging).

well, here's to good agitations, great changes, and best futures...
Labels: 2010, 40, blogging, change, heartbreak, impermanence, process, struggle, web love

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:: Tuesday, April 27, 2010 ::

Napped Half the Day
by Kobayashi Issa

Napped half the day;
no one
punished me!
Labels: kc from kc, national poetry month, npm, poetry

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:: Wednesday, April 14, 2010 ::

when wednesday feels like friday
...it's good to get poems in my inbox.

national poetry month has begun again. and the influx of poetry is less distressing this month. perhaps because she's tended to shorter pieces thus far. perhaps because I often read them on my commute, and they're a lovely distraction. today's selection is a gem. and perfectly timed for a crazy week filled with change and all the excitement/stress that comes with it.

The Dream Keeper
by Langston Hughes

Bring me all of your dreams,
You dreamer,
Bring me all your
Heart melodies
That I may wrap them
In a blue cloud-cloth
Away from the too-rough fingers
Of the world.

Labels: kc from kc, national poetry month, npm, poetry

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:: Saturday, April 10, 2010 ::

(19)
by e.e. cummings

may my heart always be open to little
birds who are the secrets of living
whatever they sing is better than to know
and if men should not hear them men are old

may my mind stroll about hungry
and fearless and thirsty and supple
and even if it's sunday may i be wrong
for whenever men are right they are not young

and may myself do nothing usefully
and love yourself so more than truly
there's never been quite such a fool who could fail
pulling all the sky over him with one smile
Labels: kc from kc, national poetry month, npm, poetry

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:: Friday, April 09, 2010 ::

Endings
Last day in my old cube. My stuff (remarkably only 3 boxes and a small set of drawers) gets moved tonight. On Monday I'll be in my new cube.
Labels: 2010, change, go stay come, pizzawhirled

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