weekend stuff, plus poem
Sep. 21st, 2009 11:43 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gwynnegaNoveling ate a large chunk of my weekend, and the Jo book kept me awake last night suggesting edits. Ugh, I hate Sunday night insomnia. Chapter 17's not done, but it's in pretty good shape. I should be able to move on to chapter 18 by some point next weekend.
This weekend also included Dark Shadows viewing. In 1971, nearing cancellation, the show turned into a bizarre blend of Wuthering Heights and "The Lottery," with Jonathan Frid and Lara Parker playing star-crossed loversHeathcliff Bramwell and Catherine.
Yesterday afternoon I met up with an old friend at Skylight Books to see Eileen Myles read from her new book, The Importance of Being Iceland: Travel Essays in Art.
Also this weekend I rewatched Truffaut's The Story of Adele H., which figures in the Jo book. As I'd remembered, it's a beautiful downer of a film. It reminded me that I once wrote a poem based on various Truffaut films after binging on a TCM Truffaut marathon sometime in the late 90s. I looked up the poem, which was published on the Exquisite Corpse website, and discovered I still liked it. So here it is:
an American ending
their heads from side
to side on pillow
faces gleaming with sweat
hair attractively mussed
Isabelle Adjani falling in a heap
& those two English girls
tubercular & wearing dark glasses
"love doesn't complicate life
but the uncertainty of love"
apparently most women in love
have guns in France
the woman next door
shooting Gérard Depardieu
& herself after sex
unlike Truffaut
shooting another movie
or me
writing another poem
because of love
or in spite of it
This weekend also included Dark Shadows viewing. In 1971, nearing cancellation, the show turned into a bizarre blend of Wuthering Heights and "The Lottery," with Jonathan Frid and Lara Parker playing star-crossed lovers
Yesterday afternoon I met up with an old friend at Skylight Books to see Eileen Myles read from her new book, The Importance of Being Iceland: Travel Essays in Art.
Also this weekend I rewatched Truffaut's The Story of Adele H., which figures in the Jo book. As I'd remembered, it's a beautiful downer of a film. It reminded me that I once wrote a poem based on various Truffaut films after binging on a TCM Truffaut marathon sometime in the late 90s. I looked up the poem, which was published on the Exquisite Corpse website, and discovered I still liked it. So here it is:
an American ending
their heads from side
to side on pillow
faces gleaming with sweat
hair attractively mussed
Isabelle Adjani falling in a heap
& those two English girls
tubercular & wearing dark glasses
"love doesn't complicate life
but the uncertainty of love"
apparently most women in love
have guns in France
the woman next door
shooting Gérard Depardieu
& herself after sex
unlike Truffaut
shooting another movie
or me
writing another poem
because of love
or in spite of it
no subject
Date: 2009-09-21 07:04 pm (UTC)I think Adjani was nominated for best actress for Adele H. She was really superb in it.
They preempted Ryan's Hope last night, but it'll be back tomorrow...