Santa asked me what I wanted for Christmas. I told him a Country Squire Station Wagon with wood panels.....thought it safer than saying I wanted a Woodie.
Sunday, December 16, 2012
Sunday, December 9, 2012
Sunday Morning
tobacco stained fingers
dipped in red lacquer
paint my matted hair
dark clots of burnt umber
dark clots of burnt umber
clump us together
molten lava air-dried.
Friday, December 7, 2012
For April
Action
Reaction
Restart
The engine,
Full speed
At half-mast,
I want to take
A bath
Enjoy the salt
In the soak
Draw out
Toxic clutter.
My head is full
of One-
Two praise,
I love
April's
Joy.
Reaction
Restart
The engine,
Full speed
At half-mast,
I want to take
A bath
Enjoy the salt
In the soak
Draw out
Toxic clutter.
My head is full
of One-
Two praise,
I love
April's
Joy.
Thursday, December 6, 2012
Sound Cloud
This is my first try at Sound Cloud for recording poetry from my book, Never Offer a Chair to a Dancing Girl.
I wrote "Shallow Jazz Roots" as a response to a Jazz Poetry class I attended at the Nashville Jazz Workshop in 2002. The Nashville Scene selected it as one of their winning poems in 2003.
This recording is from December 5, 2012.
https://soundcloud.com/jamie-zoe-givens/shallow-jazz-roots-at-jamie
I wrote "Shallow Jazz Roots" as a response to a Jazz Poetry class I attended at the Nashville Jazz Workshop in 2002. The Nashville Scene selected it as one of their winning poems in 2003.
This recording is from December 5, 2012.
https://soundcloud.com/jamie-zoe-givens/shallow-jazz-roots-at-jamie
Friday, November 30, 2012
Thursday, November 29, 2012
Course of Intuition
Dark and cloudy, lost driving
on an unknown highway byway,
how do I find the direction north?
When ruby throat hummingbirds
beat wings, speed counts two
hundred times per second, do
they have an inkling their flight
is south? Is it the same instinctual
intention that takes porcupine
caribou through a migratory loop
leading to Arctic tundra calving
grounds? A flash of insight, one
may reason, reveals knowing
I don't like someone, yet not
knowing why. Is it a sudden
inspirational voting booth
epiphany that casts a name
on the ballot in a school board
election after moving to a new
location? How about the hunch
playing red twenty-two as
the roulette wheel spins. Is this
the same foreseeing when playing
a number on the company employee
Super Bowl football pool? Is it direct
innate perception that shows which
path of faith is the correct reflection
to believe in? Do we listen for
the Buddha of Wisdom and follow
a course of intuition? Or, do we ignore
smelling the Holy Spirit's breath.
on an unknown highway byway,
how do I find the direction north?
When ruby throat hummingbirds
beat wings, speed counts two
hundred times per second, do
they have an inkling their flight
is south? Is it the same instinctual
intention that takes porcupine
caribou through a migratory loop
leading to Arctic tundra calving
grounds? A flash of insight, one
may reason, reveals knowing
I don't like someone, yet not
knowing why. Is it a sudden
inspirational voting booth
epiphany that casts a name
on the ballot in a school board
election after moving to a new
location? How about the hunch
playing red twenty-two as
the roulette wheel spins. Is this
the same foreseeing when playing
a number on the company employee
Super Bowl football pool? Is it direct
innate perception that shows which
path of faith is the correct reflection
to believe in? Do we listen for
the Buddha of Wisdom and follow
a course of intuition? Or, do we ignore
smelling the Holy Spirit's breath.
Friday, November 23, 2012
Jamie Zoe Givens interview with Ruby Givens recorded in 1985 Part Two
For National Listening Day, 2012, I uploaded an oral history project from 1985. My grandmother agreed to be interviewed by me for a seventy-five minute interview.
Jamie Zoe Givens interview with Ruby Givens recorded in 1985 Part Two
Jamie Zoe Givens interview with Ruby Givens recorded in 1985 Part Two
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