"Tied-Up House": Lyrics By Jackie Leven

TIED-UP HOUSE

found a little stone on a harbour wall
sea-spray-soaked and very small
big bay rough and turning brown
little shrimp boat on a dangerous sound

i can't go back to the tied-up house
tied so tight people can't get out
you can hear them wail, you can hear them shout
or they sit in chairs till the silence hurts

the ocean roars from room to room
leaving tide marks in the shallow gloom
i got cuts on my hand from i don't know where
and a sobbing hall that i just can't bear

--Jackie Leven,
from his CD Shining Brother Shining Sister

Mirror

"I have a jumbled mind that only achieves clarification at times and then under pressure, as in a classroom. Then the material provides the unity; the random insights."

--Theodore Roethke

Squeezing In Some Reading?

Julius, Post-Ides: sculpture mix, pit-fired on Ocean Beach, SF, CA.

My second-ever head from years ago.  I can walk you through the 14 flaws, if you'd like.  I keep the piece in my office to make "draft" discussions a little easier; I've got the perfect piece of realia,  a prime example, right there.

Also, when I teach Shakespeare's Julius Caesar, I bring in the head while we're discussing Acts Four and Five.  I want to guarantee that Great Caesar's Ghost gets due weight . . . .