musics – Page 2 – panache, perhaps

My Saturday (song) & next Saturday (I’m reading!).

Published on 01/28/2012 by taylor mardis katzLeave a comment

Listening to Fleet Foxes, working hard all day on readings & poems & projects so that when Sam & Caity arrive on Tuesday I will do nothing but be with them.

Oh and San Diegans–I’m reading next Saturday night at a gallery called Agitprop, at 7pm. It’s not happening in my yard and it’s not related to SDSU–it’s like, a real reading! Please come if you live here. I’ll be selling mini chapbooks (one of the aforementioned projects getting finished today in preparation for my visitors).

(And so much thanks to Lorraine for inviting me to read. Makes me feel like a real poet.)

Off to brunch, New Year’s Eve (song).

Published on 12/31/2011 by taylor mardis katzLeave a comment

Saturday (mine).

Published on 12/10/2011 by taylor mardis katzLeave a comment

and

(photo by scott ballum)

and

Feeling short.

Published on 12/05/2011 by taylor mardis katzLeave a comment

the shortest story ever written

a very short song

a short poem i newly understand, by william carlos williams

Red Wheelbarrow

so much depends
upon

a red wheel
barrow

glazed with rain
water

beside the white
chickens.

Thursday night (mine) (poem).

Published on 11/19/2011 by taylor mardis katzLeave a comment

Illastep

Three dudes making music

on a rolled-out rug

Outside the table umbrellas

are lined with lights

One red guitar

One guitar with four shining knobs

Ian like a young Allen Ginsberg

on the drums

The lips of the man I kiss

taste like new smoke

People are talking and people

are nodding along

All my hair is safely stowed

underneath my hat

Good god thank you, this

is exactly what I wanted out of my twenties

Birthday song (Paul Simon).

Published on 11/02/2011 by taylor mardis katz1 Comment

For Eoin Cahill, with whom I have been friends for ten years, in honor of his birthday, the tooth of November.

Hip-hop truthtelling (illustration).

Published on 10/24/201111/09/2011 by taylor mardis katzLeave a comment

**I did not draw this myself (that would be impressive!). I did however, find it on the internet myself (not impressive.)

A Snooks Eaglin kind of day (song).

Published on 10/18/2011 by taylor mardis katzLeave a comment

Sometimes you try to go to a yoga class and it doesn’t work, and sometimes the poem you’re working on is about dead people, and sometimes the day is foggy, all on the same day, and also sometimes you are me, but not most of the time. Sing it to me, Snooks.