April 6th, 2007

light in the darkness

Good Friday

[from musesfool]
Tonight, Everyone Is In Love
-Jan Bottiglieri

Tonight, everyone is in love.
Gaze at the face
of the spilling moon
and tell me this is not so.

a child is in love with an arm,
a boy is in love with a car,
a woman's in love with a photo

of a man, of course, in love.
Old stories, true, but
tonight, wet with the fiery moon,
again we can love them.

One hundred striped spiders
are in love
with places in my house
I am afraid to go.

Tonight, a bride
is in love with a groom, a groom
is in love with a bride, a guest
is in love with

the groom's pierced
ear, which is all she knows of him,
and with the way his black jacket moves
to show he is crying.

The cake on the table is
in love
with the knife my mother uses
to bless it.

Tonight, everyone is in love.
Look at the night’s blazing buckle of moon
and try telling
the desperate stars otherwise.

A girl is in love with a book tonight,
and the book is in love
with the swans’ necks of her sweet fingers
along its cracked spine.

Even the ram, its head inclined,
is in love with the thicket
where he waits in
white moonlight burning

for Abraham,
whom he loves.
Tonight, under the spilling moon,
I confess to you:

everyone is in love.
Trelawney e-mailed a poem she'd written some years ago about Good Friday and God's solidarity with suffering and I was reminded of Catie Curtis' "The Big Reprise," which I love so much. This also prompted me to go back and look at some of my Daily Lenten poetry postings from last year. Lot of good stuff there.

Also: Today we watched "Gaza" (The West Wing 5.21).

fun, on a Friday night, outside of my apartment -- when's the last time *that* happened?

Michelle's bf was gonna meet up with her after Good Friday service, but he never got back to her, so she invited a bunch of us girls to grab a beer at the Burren. I was meeting kurukami (Mark) at the Tibetan restaurant for dinner, so I went down to the Square with them. (Michelle: "Suit up, girls! It's going to be legendary.")

Mark and I ended up getting into conversation with the people at the table next to us. The guy's local and his sister was visiting from college.
me: "Where do you go to college?"
her: "Smith -- It's in Western Mass."
me: [jaw drops] [attempts to collect self] "I went there."

There was much geek talk, primarily amongst the two guys (her brother joked that she is the white sheep in the family -- really not very geeky -- and I don't game). I love when I'm around people I don't already know and can mention fanfic and it's a completely understood concept.

After dinner, Mark said he could go for a drink, so we went to the Burren and in fact saw Michelle and Sue as they were getting ready to leave. Michelle was happy to stay, so we hung out there for about an hour. Meh on the loudness of the bar, but yay for hanging out. We talked about WriterCon and strip clubs (complete with local recommendations) and quoted HIMYM and BtVS.

[Oh, and I just checked the thermostat in the living room and it's at 66! So it wasn't just the Long Island Iced Tea making me feel warm.]