Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Quote of the day #1
No one really no what self is capable of until an unsuspected hunger or life moments presents itself. Quote By:Skye
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Love yourself.
What I've learn in life is that others my doubt, your thoughts, your gift, or who you are as a person, but self doubting is life a knife to your creativity. Quote By: Skye
Thursday, December 10, 2009
After spending about two days researching information about Mr. Forrest Hamer, there is not a lot of detail about Mr. Hamer besides the information I've found below
Forrest Hamer (born in 1956) is a poet, psychologist, candidate psychoanalyst, and a lecturer at the University of California, Berkeley. He was educated at Yale and Berkeley. He is the author of Call & Response (Alice James, 1995), winner of the Beatrice Hawley Award, and Middle Ear (The Roundhouse Press, 2000), a finalist for the Bay Area Book Reviewers Association Award.
His work has appeared in many journals including the Beloit Poetry Journal, Callaloo, Kenyon Review, Ploughshares, Shenandoah, TriQuarterly, ZYZZYVA, Berkeley Poetry Review, Cream City Review, Drumming Between Us, Equinox, Kenyon Review, Negative Capability. Hamer's work has been anthologized in Best American Poetry, Poet’s Choice: Poems for Everyday Life, The Geography of Home: California’s Poetry of Place, and Word of Mouth: An Anthology of Gay American Poetry.
Americanpoems.com
Grace by Forrest Hamer
This air is flooded with her. I am a boy again, and my mother
and I lie on wet grass, laughing. She startles, turns to
marigolds at my side, saying beautiful, and I can see the red
there is in them.
When she would fall into her thoughts, we'd look for what
distracted her from us.
My mother's gone again as suddenly as ever and, seven months
after the funeral, I go dancing. I am becoming grateful.
Breathing, thinking, marigolds.
Lessons
It was 1963 or 4, summer,
and my father was driving our family
from Ft. Hood to North Carolina in our 56 Buick.
We'd been hearing about Klan attacks, and we knew
Forrest Hamer (born in 1956) is a poet, psychologist, candidate psychoanalyst, and a lecturer at the University of California, Berkeley. He was educated at Yale and Berkeley. He is the author of Call & Response (Alice James, 1995), winner of the Beatrice Hawley Award, and Middle Ear (The Roundhouse Press, 2000), a finalist for the Bay Area Book Reviewers Association Award.
His work has appeared in many journals including the Beloit Poetry Journal, Callaloo, Kenyon Review, Ploughshares, Shenandoah, TriQuarterly, ZYZZYVA, Berkeley Poetry Review, Cream City Review, Drumming Between Us, Equinox, Kenyon Review, Negative Capability. Hamer's work has been anthologized in Best American Poetry, Poet’s Choice: Poems for Everyday Life, The Geography of Home: California’s Poetry of Place, and Word of Mouth: An Anthology of Gay American Poetry.
Americanpoems.com
Grace by Forrest Hamer
This air is flooded with her. I am a boy again, and my mother
and I lie on wet grass, laughing. She startles, turns to
marigolds at my side, saying beautiful, and I can see the red
there is in them.
When she would fall into her thoughts, we'd look for what
distracted her from us.
My mother's gone again as suddenly as ever and, seven months
after the funeral, I go dancing. I am becoming grateful.
Breathing, thinking, marigolds.
Lessons
It was 1963 or 4, summer,
and my father was driving our family
from Ft. Hood to North Carolina in our 56 Buick.
We'd been hearing about Klan attacks, and we knew
Mississippi to be more dangerous than usual.
Dark lay hanging from the trees the way moss did,
and when it moaned light against the windows
that night, my father pulled off the road to sleep.
Noises
that usually woke me from rest afraid of monsters
kept my father awake that night, too,
and I lay in the quiet noticing him listen, learning
that he might not be able always to protect us
from everything and the creatures besides;
perhaps not even from the fury suddenly loud
through my body about his trip from Texas
to settle us home before he would go away
to a place no place in the world
he named Viet Nam. A boy needs a father
with him, I kept thinking, fixed against noise
from the dark.
These are my two favorite poems. Enjoy
Dark lay hanging from the trees the way moss did,
and when it moaned light against the windows
that night, my father pulled off the road to sleep.
Noises
that usually woke me from rest afraid of monsters
kept my father awake that night, too,
and I lay in the quiet noticing him listen, learning
that he might not be able always to protect us
from everything and the creatures besides;
perhaps not even from the fury suddenly loud
through my body about his trip from Texas
to settle us home before he would go away
to a place no place in the world
he named Viet Nam. A boy needs a father
with him, I kept thinking, fixed against noise
from the dark.
These are my two favorite poems. Enjoy
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
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I first discovered Sade when I was in the fifth grade. While she was singing no ordinary love and my head I was thinking this is a artist with a no ordinary voice. That beautiful low alto voice was so sweet and calming, but at the same time you could feel her emotions through her music. After doing my research on her I discovered she’s been out as an artist since the early eighties.
Date of Birth: 01.16.1959
Stage Name: Sade (pronounced shah-day)
Sade the singer stayed out of the limelight for a few years after her daughter was born in 1996. In 1998, she was charged with reckless driving in
Husband: Carlos Scola (Spanish filmmaker, Ngira, m. 11-Feb-1989, div.)
Boyfriend: Bob Morgan (music producer)
Daughter: Ila Morgan (
www.sade2009.com, www.nndb.com
Discography of Sade
1984: Diamond Life
1985: Promise
1988: Stronger Than Pride
1992: Love Deluxe
1992: Remix Deluxe
1994: The Best of Sade
2000: Lovers Rock
2002: Lovers Live
2010: Soldier of Love
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