name-dropping.

i liked this weekend. while it still had a couple of irritating phone calls from work-related parties, and though my trip to beijing is most likely cancelled, due to no sq tickets (principal vendor refuses to fly anything else) and no ready product prototype, the weekend passed rather pleasantly. for one, i managed to read quite a bit. i finished interrogation at noon and most of minsk, read bits of milosz's second space and started on carver's what we talk about when we talk about love.

whole chunks of net-poetry were devoured too. gumball poetry is back up, see them at this site. i think the concept is so sweet, imagine buying poetry in this manner. of course, being pragmatic and singaporean, cyril says it won't happen here. but i am allowed to dream about my perfect retirement bookshop now am i? which incidentally i visited. (see previous post)

read more blackmail press, the issue with cy and hsin min's stuff in it.

there's this cute hawaiian site, by the name of tinfish that's quite impressive.

stumbled onto prairie schooner. high browishly nice.

cyril sent me this sweet poem by david grubb on shadow train. excellent go google him.

didnt do much writing this weekend, but the readings more than made up for it. i think i am coming out with a list of "have to get my hands on" books, that includes poetry books by bukowski, more mark strand, the confessions by augustine, aquinas's Summa Theologica (though i just know i will fall asleep reading these 2), aurelius's meditations (who am i kidding?) and ... the entire collected works of beatrix potter regarding peter wabbit and friends. for my niece, and the not so young, leo.

i wanna do something to my room, like put my books/poetry collection in some form of order. actually quite a number of my books are in the office, freaking out visitors and staff.

went cruising the seletar reservoir area with damien and rawn, ate ice cream and before that teochew porridge. it's such a weird, relax-jack, place. wish spore island could loosen up and have more places that are just incidentally fun, rather than, all made-up and touristy. spore island needs spots for its own inhabitants too u know.

and my orlando tixs are confirmed. so i'll be flying on a jet plane (which i actually hate) a holiday disguised as work is always a beautiful thing. :)

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reading: seamus heaney - electric light

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