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Journal, Day Five July 7, 2006: On July 4th, I stood on the rooftop of my Bed-Stuy tenement feeling the sweet breeze and watching the fireworks –or at least those parts that could be seen from my vantage point. The bursts looked like sparkling milkweed, or sperm swimming up towards stars, and those that were white turned blue or vice versa. When I saw them on television, I [...] by

Journal, Day Four July 6, 2006: I walked out into a delicate pink and gray sunset after sitting for the second time in Cinema Three at the Brooklyn Academy of Music in less than one week. What took me to this particular theater on two separate occasions: two great movies, the first is 30 years old; the second premiered tonight. Cinema, film, the movies are profound works of art [...] by

Journal, Day Three July 5, 2006: It is hot. It is July. In fact it is July 4th as I write this. So far the grilling has not started. There was so much smoke in Brooklyn the other day, you’d of thought smog had been imported from China. This morning there was a great commentary on NPR about the growth of tyranny—finally. It seems that in all our media the war talk and the [...] by

Journal, Day Two July 4, 2006: What goes around comes around is usually about a negative experience. What if what goes around was positive to begin with and what comes around is an even greater affirmation? I wrote a meditation on the image and work of the great, late actress African-American Diana Sands that was published in Home Girls: A Black Feminist Anthology in the 1970s [...] by

Journal, Day One July 3, 2006: Yes, I have performance anxiety folks. I don’t blog. I do send out epistles via e-mail to my friends and family, but you are a stranger to me Dear Reader and I am on one side of an odd equation. Okay, this is not about algebra, it’s about poetry. But “Ars poetica” always scared the heck out of me, so okay, poems, poets, intrigue. I ran [...] by