Joy Leftow's Blog, page 42
August 26, 2009
GIVE PEACE A CHANCE
GIVE PEACE A CHANCE
I have a dream to spread world peace among lands and nations
World peace unfurled released upon future generations
Voice of world peace is blowing in the breeze, please baby please
Hear its cry forswear and be anti war declare peace
Peace ~ blowing in the breeze
Thunderbolts of peace strike us like lightening the truth of it's frightening,
Baby I'm begging you please
Comply, meditate open the floodgates on making peace reality
Begin with community - extend to humanity - cleanse th
I have a dream to spread world peace among lands and nations
World peace unfurled released upon future generations
Voice of world peace is blowing in the breeze, please baby please
Hear its cry forswear and be anti war declare peace
Peace ~ blowing in the breeze
Thunderbolts of peace strike us like lightening the truth of it's frightening,
Baby I'm begging you please
Comply, meditate open the floodgates on making peace reality
Begin with community - extend to humanity - cleanse th
August 23, 2009
211th Street and 10th Ave and 202nd and 10th
The first is by Shiro, a visiting Japanese graffiti artist, who is kept very busy in our hood. Her work is very recognizable with her signature Asian chick and signature. I dig her work.
The guy who's signature is below was right in front of Shiro's work and his graffiti tag is stack - can't recall or read the first part.
Here is Shiro on another wall closeby.
The guy who's signature is below was right in front of Shiro's work and his graffiti tag is stack - can't recall or read the first part.
Here is Shiro on another wall closeby.
August 22, 2009
Check this out! Translator available at Joy's Blog!
I don't know if this it's a help or hindrance to add a translator because people all over the world speak English. They do it because the tourist industry requires it and if one owns any type establishment it's a plus to speak in the language of your visitors. It's also plain fun to hang out with foreigners and show them the cool places. I've had very memorable experiences world-wide, thanks to the array of friendly helpful funny and insightful folk I've met on my mind-broadening adventures and
August 19, 2009
August 18, 2009
Dig the new gcast I sing the blues for you today
The music playing for your pleasure is our latest collaboration - This is a remake of I Sing The Blues For You Today displaying DubbleX's adeptness with garageband. DubbleX did the backup with blues guitar and then added melodica and garageband.
Is this cool or what.
Is this cool or what.
busy busy busy
Working hard at the Cartier Street Review- yippee.
We're now on Poets and Writers list of Literary Magazines. For those of you who don't want to go; here's the spiel copied below. I included the quote from newpages blog since I was very pleased to see us there too.
CSR is an online quarterly poetry and art publication on Issuu. CSR accepts contemporary poetry, articles on contemporary poetry, short prose, writer interviews and reviews. TCSR is an international literary magazine and will publish in
We're now on Poets and Writers list of Literary Magazines. For those of you who don't want to go; here's the spiel copied below. I included the quote from newpages blog since I was very pleased to see us there too.
CSR is an online quarterly poetry and art publication on Issuu. CSR accepts contemporary poetry, articles on contemporary poetry, short prose, writer interviews and reviews. TCSR is an international literary magazine and will publish in
August 15, 2009
Reality is the Blues Too
The Internet blends virtual and living
what's the word you're saying I can't understand u, I say trying to cope with his accent.
No, emphatically softly writing, speaking hurriedly, I write in internet language –
Oh I said, how come I can't hear you I can't understand you.
U remind me of my gurlfriend voice hurt grouchy deep, add another rock to the pile of styles I forbid you too, finally fell silent for my own good.
She's in love with me too he cood.
Oh well we probably have a lot in common I say
what's the word you're saying I can't understand u, I say trying to cope with his accent.
No, emphatically softly writing, speaking hurriedly, I write in internet language –
Oh I said, how come I can't hear you I can't understand you.
U remind me of my gurlfriend voice hurt grouchy deep, add another rock to the pile of styles I forbid you too, finally fell silent for my own good.
She's in love with me too he cood.
Oh well we probably have a lot in common I say
August 14, 2009
Kate Evans interviews me and reviews Spot of Bleach...
Joy Leftow: Dare to be Different
I like Joy Leftow's iconoclastic ways and writing so much that I featured an interview with her on this blog. Enjoy!
Please tell us about the genesis of your book.
Spot of Bleach is an organic mix of sensibility and growth up until the time book was printed in 2006, dating back to poetry first written in 1980 when I wrote the sestina "Twisted, A Sestina of Love" at a writing class at Columbia University. As I put the book together, it seemed to choose its own subje
I like Joy Leftow's iconoclastic ways and writing so much that I featured an interview with her on this blog. Enjoy!
Please tell us about the genesis of your book.
Spot of Bleach is an organic mix of sensibility and growth up until the time book was printed in 2006, dating back to poetry first written in 1980 when I wrote the sestina "Twisted, A Sestina of Love" at a writing class at Columbia University. As I put the book together, it seemed to choose its own subje
August 9, 2009
The eye in my sky is crying
The eye in my sky is crying
See my fears roll down the street
Tears allayed by stares in space
A cell phone in hand, no dial tone, a blues band commands my adrenal glands
Understand it's my wedding band, not a new brand of incense,
I take a firm stand on a crash land course stuck in the meadowlands of York
Passion fruit seeps from my sweat glands
Swerving into oblivion on the freeway, an alien shaman ~ that's me
An alligator devoured my right hand – Now I have 2 left feet left
Beauty is nothing but a bac
See my fears roll down the street
Tears allayed by stares in space
A cell phone in hand, no dial tone, a blues band commands my adrenal glands
Understand it's my wedding band, not a new brand of incense,
I take a firm stand on a crash land course stuck in the meadowlands of York
Passion fruit seeps from my sweat glands
Swerving into oblivion on the freeway, an alien shaman ~ that's me
An alligator devoured my right hand – Now I have 2 left feet left
Beauty is nothing but a bac
August 7, 2009
Bluetry Comes Full Circle
Bluetry Comes Full Circle
I've got the blues real bad flowing from my heart down to my hands
My mind feels my heart sing misty blue for you
Heartstrings pull the red river roves of my mind stills
Turns chill as the weather the trill of the river's wake I am here waiting for you to come on home, just come on home
Attached like twins - umbilical cord traveling in space right alongside death, death and life are 2 ends of the same string. Fate, energy, beyond a memory, the stars, the moon, some stars
I've got the blues real bad flowing from my heart down to my hands
My mind feels my heart sing misty blue for you
Heartstrings pull the red river roves of my mind stills
Turns chill as the weather the trill of the river's wake I am here waiting for you to come on home, just come on home
Attached like twins - umbilical cord traveling in space right alongside death, death and life are 2 ends of the same string. Fate, energy, beyond a memory, the stars, the moon, some stars
