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Wednesday, July 19, 2006
The Pope's Penis
And this is the signature that has been attached to all of my personal outgoing e-mail for the past year.
It hangs deep in his robes, a delicate
clapper at the center of a bell.
It moves when he moves, a ghostly fish in a
halo of silver seaweed, the hair
swaying in the dark and the heat -- and at night
while his eyes sleep, it stands up
in praise of God.
-Sharon Olds The Pope's Penis
I didn't see this as a problem (sending this charming little ditty to my grandparents) until my mom called in a hissy yesterday, after realizing that some of our family had been copied on some photos I had sent her.
It hangs deep in his robes, a delicate
clapper at the center of a bell.
It moves when he moves, a ghostly fish in a
halo of silver seaweed, the hair
swaying in the dark and the heat -- and at night
while his eyes sleep, it stands up
in praise of God.
-Sharon Olds The Pope's Penis
I didn't see this as a problem (sending this charming little ditty to my grandparents) until my mom called in a hissy yesterday, after realizing that some of our family had been copied on some photos I had sent her.
It's now been changed to a boring Hemingway quote.



