Rodrigo Toscano @ Dreamland Theatre Response

Thinking the vu was Dreamland, I walked over to realize it was not, and crossed the street quickly. It was packed getting in, but I saw a few familiar faces and slid over to them, near the drinking fountain. Found out later that, that was the worst spot to sit. Couldn’t see much through the whole show, except the part where the man was standing in the middle with a fork and knife stuck in his hands, that the other two guys placed there. I think they were lying down on the table a lot for some reason. I liked when they did Balm to Bilk because it was just as I imagined it. We read it in class, and it sounded the same. They were a bit more enthusiastic and were performing it, so it needed to be more intense, which it was. When they read Eco-Strato-Static, I realized how this wasn’t my scene at all. If I’m going to a show, I want to see sports, real theatre/art, and something that holds my attention. If I didn’t have to stay, I would have said f this shit, I’m peacing. So, that’s really all I had to say about the Rodrigo Toscano performance we went to see. To anyone who absolutely loved the show, congrats. You have a real sense of art that I cannot appreciate.

Bhanu Kapil Reading Blog Response

First, I want to start by saying her accent is really cool. I really liked how she compared things. Saying things like the rough, smooth, hard foot of the humanimals, like the goat man or the wolf man. Things that shouldn’t be compared together, she puts together, and they sound great. Maybe it’s because the way she read it, with her accent, made everything pop out a bit more.

All she did was read from her work, but it was a performance. It didn’t just feel as if I was being read to as a child, but spoken to with her use of incredible language. As she would read, she threw her book tabs over the podium, and they fell to the floor with glamour. I really liked the way the woman who was in our class the other night introduced Bhanu. She read a piece that set the mood for Bhanu’s reading. She spoke of depression like we did the other night in class as well, and how writing is so much different than typing. She described the feeling of when writing with a pencil on paper, your hand can pop up just for an instance, a million thoughts could run through your brain, and then like nothing happened, you continue to write.

I was sick for class. heres the story we were supposed to turn in

The dunes. The ocean. The thrill. Sunbathe till the sunset. The waves of sand and water. Cool breeze on your neck. Rush of blood through your head. Surfing, sailing, blue all around. Relaxing, chilling, popping Coronna on the beach, that's the sound. Hot bikinis, beautiful horizon. Good company, vibrant blues, awesome views. Footprints in the sand. Living the life. Couldn't ask for a more perfect place to be. Anytime, in the life without responsibility. taking in the rays, the thrill, the pleasure, to enjoy natures beauty. As the mountains of waves pound the sand, remember, tomorrows current may be more fierce than todays.

Evenson writes very well. I like the part on pg. 56 where it talks about Rauch’s brother. It is describing what sort of person he is and isn’t. Saying he is the nervous type, but not the depressive type. He can be the psychotic type, but is not the suicidal type. All of these descriptions have imagery, and without actually saying what Evenson wants to say, it is being said.

Field’s writing is good, but definitely different from Evenson. Field writes everything in stanzas. Each stanza can stand alone, but read continuously, like it’s meant to be read, makes the story come alive. Field is very concentrated on detail. Imagery in every stanza. No word is overlooked. They all show some feeling.

3 points of interest for City Eclogue

This is a crazy book. I feel like I’m reading a bunch of short stories, but they’re all poems. They word spacing and punctuation is pretty different than I’ve ever seen. In “Sit In What City We’re in” the spacing is all messed up, but if you read differently a few times, it kind of has some significance to it. It makes you slow your voice down, and say words so they mean more. It tells a good story about hardships the people went through living in that city.

I liked “Engine” because it tells of a memory that was made from opening an old trunk, or at least that’s how I perceived it. The spacing is also messed up, but what in this book isn’t. It looks like the author liked the tab key on this one because all the spacing is either one or two tabs.

The one “Point” on pg. 111 caught my eye. I don’t know if I really understand it, but it’s pretty straight forward I think. There is any punctuation except for the last sentence. I like this one because I think it’s saying people are put on this earth, and their fait is not determined. And that is what makes living so interesting. And no one knows what will happen in the eternity, or when we die. Again, this book is pretty crazy.

Points of interest

In Heather McHugh's, And What Do You Get,

She takes out parts of words to make new words.

She doesn't actually say the new word, but

it gets said when you read it. This was really

interesting to me. It made me think that I should choose

the words I say a bit more carefully.

The poem, Parade, really puts a picture of what

would be happening at the parade into perspective,

by using the words white and black.

It's not only a parade, but it is a march.

This was interesting to me because when I first started reading it,

I thought it was going to be about a parade, like the Thanksgiving parade or something.

It definitely made me think a bit more than I thought it would.

Well this should be interesting