ch-ch-changes

i don't know what is up with these spacer gifs that are appearing with images (you may or may not see them). i'll look into it tomorrow. but meanwhile — things are morphing at emdot. i just felt like a change.

april is the cruelest month? april is the coolest month.

and in honor of april being national poetry month, i give you a month's worth of poems. and yeah yeah yeah, you've seen them on these pages before. but now they are all gathered together in one great poetry portal. for you. my gift for you. and they are awesome. so what are you waiting for? get those fingers clicking and check out poemdot (okay that is a reach... i don't know what to call the page yet.)

in flux (redux)
but it's not just the site that is changing. everything seems to be in flux. it feels like a good time to pare down. simplify simplify simplify. this was my first weekend in a looooooong time to do nothing. and nothing i did. well... i drew. i wrote. i read. i poemed. i redesigned some header graphics. i got in some good rem-quality-time. i made all my meals (almost... there was thai tonight with dan and corinna). but mostly i just hung out and chilled and that was just what the doctor ordered.

and speaking of fluxing and reduxing
catherine jamieson's site is ever-evolving. i think she has a new site design every other day and her content multiplies like rabbits. today, photos are back up. here is something i said about catherine's site back in the day:

Sometimes it is knowing that that brings things into sharper focus. The petals of a flower. The hum of a stranger in another aisle in the grocery store. The bounce of light off of a body of water. These are the things that get stuck in my throat until they manifest into little tears. These are the things that wrinkle my brow and curve my lips and crinkle my eyes. The delicacy. The fragility. The amazing coincidence that all these atoms happened to make us all up. And that we can think about it.

It's amazing.

And that is what Catherine's pictures capture. For me, that is what I respond to. That is what she is able to capture with her camera... the intangible. The tears in the throat. The connection with nature. The recognition in other another human being.