Hanging with friends beneath lightbulbs (& other details).

Kenneth Koch! Why didn’t anyone ever tell me to read him before?! He makes me laugh! Here’s the only poem of his I knew of before the other night when I got really into reading him. It’s his perfect joke on William Carlos Williams:

Variations on a Theme by William Carlos Williams

I chopped down the house that you had been saving to live in next summer.
I am sorry, but it was morning, and I had nothing to do
and its wooden beams were so inviting.

We laughed at the hollyhocks together
and then I sprayed them with lye.
Forgive me. I simply do not know what I am doing.

I gave away the money that you had been saving to live on for the
next ten years.
The man who asked for it was shabby
and the firm March wind on the porch was so juicy and cold.

Last evening we went dancing and I broke your leg.
Forgive me. I was clumsy and
I wanted you here in the wards, where I am the doctor!

4-2-13_BerskonJohn Ashberry, Frank O’Hara, Patsy Southgate, Bill Berkson, Kenneth Koch., 1964 (photo by Mario Schifano)


In other news, I should not be allowed to use eBay. eBay is not a conversation. It’s not, You want this item? Cool! What do you like about it? Wanna think about buying it? eBay is YOU BOUGHT IT.  (I may have just bought two purses by accident. I definitely bought one by accident.) Forgive me. I simply do not know what I am doing. 

In other other news, it’s a good thing I have two bathtubs, because one of them is filled with 15 peeping baby chicks. Photos to follow. Kate suggested we dress them up and take pictures of them and give them names and personalities. Yeah….probably gonna do that.

So spring is here because of little yellow chicks, and also because of this beautiful, good-smelling, blooming hyacinth that I was given for my birthday. Otherwise, spring is still hibernating.




Favorites list: a somewhat epic & hopefully never-ending poem (mine).

FAVORITES LIST (an ever-accumulating poemlist)

Favorite color: periwinkle


Favorite book: “East of Eden” by John Steinbeck


Favorite thing I’ve ever written:

Things I Want To Do When I’m 13 

1. Get a boyfriend

2. Have a bat mitzvah”

(written at age ten) (one out of two ain’t bad)


Favorite overheard pick-up line: “Your eyes are the color of my Porsche.”


Favorite human: Misha


Favorite strip club name: Nudie Cuties


Favorite finger: pinky


Favorite cocktail: “The Hillcrest Gizz”


Favorite way someone has misheard my first name over the phone: Kayra


Favorite soda: ROOT BEER!


Favorite animal: baby animals


Favorite thing about being an adult: throwing legal house parties


Favorite part about 4th grade: being the tallest girl in my grade


Favorite Celine Dionne song: “Because You Loved Me”


Favorite term of endearment that I’ve been called: “my little delicatessen”


Favorite part about going to the dentist: free tiny toothpaste!


Favorite wax: beeswax


Favorite way to eat kale: with my friends!


Favorite metal: copper


Favorite organ: brain


Favorite flower: dahlia. no sweetpea. or paperwhites!


Favorite rapper: Cam’ron


Favorite punctuation mark: colon


Favorite geometric shape: cone


Favorite fake invention name: The Nipple Fondler 2000


Favorite club I’ve created this year: The Poets’ Trampoline Club


Favorite pun using way/whey: “Move bitch, get out the whey”


Favorite outdoor activity: singing


Favorite sister: Sarah Schoenberg Katz


Favorite college: Connecticut College


Favorite dog: N/A


Favorite name of a past dentist: B.J. Mistry (say it out loud) (this is not a joke)


Favorite food on the seder plate: charoset!


Favorite modern acronym: YOLO


Favorite mustard: honey


Favorite way to wear a headband: the west coast way


Favorite thing to do when lots of people are over at my house: make each of them wear one of my hats


Favorite item available at a haberdashery: cufflinks


Favorite point at which to eat a banana: when it has a smattering of freckles


Favorite laugh: Scott Ballum’s


Favorite food that I never used to eat because I loved pigs and was a vegetarian but now eat all the time because pigs taste good and I am a flexitarian farmer: BACON


Favorite Woody Allen movie: “Midnight in Paris”


Favorite heat source: body heat


Favorite adjective: “deluxe”


Favorite name of a stop on the Croton-Harmon train line: Spuyten Duyvil


Favorite gay Pisces New York School poet: Frank O’Hara


Favorite gay Scorpio New York School poet: James Schuyler


Favorite bagel: everything with scallion cream cheese, please


Favorite basil variety name: Spicy Bush


Favorite city: NYC


Favorite name of a motel off I-95: The Honeyspot


Favorite remedy for when my hair gets greasy: stay home


Favorite yoga position: bird of paradise


Favorite food that Misha is making right now as I write this: hummus


Favorite way to end a poem: with an image that will sear into your mind forever


Favorite part about NPR: when they play short music clips in between shows


Favorite thing that’s about to happen: baby chicks and ducklings are going to arrive at my doorstep



The end. For now. The favorites are always accumulating.