Wednesday, September 03, 2008
Web Of Lies
Recently in a bridal shop, I took a pastel mint out of the complimentary container sitting innocently by the cash register. But be not fooled, dear reader, nothing is really free in a bridal shop -- I spent time with a dear friend who had been told that altering her wedding dress would be around thirty dollars -- five hundred dollars later, she was released from her pins and we were on our way to food and drink, a surefire way of easing pain. It is my theory that nobody has actually produced these mints since the fifties; they just recirculate them, much like fruitcake. And you can never tell what they will contain by looking at them. At any rate, the mint had a hidden nut in it, the kind of hard miserable molar-loosing kind and another friend had also popped one into her mouth and with a smile that implied, damn, this is some bad shit, she said, "I think we're committed to finishing it now."
I thought about writing a haiku about the experience called "Hidden Nut" that would be deep and profound, about the pain of expecting the good and getting the bad and having to suck it up. You bite/ pain/ life is bitter/ wrapped in a beautiful shell./ Cruel nut/ Web of lies. You get the idea. But I don't know much about form and can't remember if the whole 5/7/5 thing is passe or actually retro cool. I'm guessing that my dreams for "Hidden Nut" wouldn't be realized, that nobody would turn it into a movie or even do a youtube on it. I recently found the only poem I've ever written for a wedding which I mostly cribbed from Matthew Arnold's "Dover Beach", making a few changes that made it less, well, damned. And as far as I know, that couple lasted even though the signs were bleak which pretty much tells me I'm not going to be able to make money by dressing up in some get-up and pretending to read the future. As much as I like poetry, maybe fiction writing is more my calling after all.
Michelle's Spell of the Day
"If you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the result of a hundred battles. If you know yourself but not the enemy, for every victory gained you will also suffer a defeat. If you know neither the enemy nor yourself, you will succumb in every battle." Sun Tzu
Drinking documentary suggestion: The Life And Times Of Harvey Milk
Benedictions and Maledictions