Linda and Karl's Vegas to New Haven road trip December 23, 2005 - January 8, 2006
Chicago! A stop we've been looking forward to, though it's cold and wet, and Karl and I have both reached the physical meltdown point, with bad colds, pulled backs and tired asses. We planned on getting into Indiana tonight but made it only to just outside Chicago in a broke down motel with a very unfriendly desk clerk. But, there's wireless internet!
posted by Linda S. Wingerter at 11:00 PM
I'm a contemplative visual and performing artist, keenly interested in chance connections and found objects; currently conducting a life experiment in following synchronicity. I gravitate towards anything that cultivates coincidence, and any place or event that is a crossroads of random people. I perform with The Stringpullers Puppet Company under the name Polly Sonic.
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Chicago
by Carl Sandburg
Hog Butcher for the World,
Tool maker, Stacker of Wheat,
Player with Railroads and the Nation's Freight Handler;
Stormy, husky, brawling,
City of the Big Shoulders:
They tell me you are wicked and I believe them, for I have seen your
painted women under the gas lamps luring the farm boys.
And they tell me you are crooked and I answer: yes, it is true I have seen
the gunman kill and go free to kill again.
And they tell me you are brutal and my reply is: On the faces of women
and children I have seen the marks of wanton hunger.
And having answered so I turn once more to those who sneer at this my
city, and I give them back the sneer and say to them:
Come and show me another city with lifted head singing so proud to be
alive and coarse and strong and cunning.
Flinging magnetic curses amid the toil of piling job on job, here is a tall
bold slugger set vivid against the little soft cities;
Fierce as a dog with tongue lapping for action, cunning as a savage pitted
against the wilderness,
Bareheaded,
Shoveling,
Wrecking,
Planning,
Building, breaking, rebuilding,
Under the smoke, dust all over his mouth, laughing with white teeth,
Under the terrible burden of destiny laughing as a young man laughs,
Laughing even as an ignorant fighter laughs who has never lost a battle,
Bragging and laughing that under his wrist is the pulse, and under his
ribs the heart of the people,
Laughing!
Laughing the stormy, husky, brawling laughter of Youth, half-naked,
sweating, proud to be Hog Butcher, Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat,
Player with Railroads and Freight Handler to the Nation.
How appropriate!!! Thanks, Lois! I love these.
Hello again: We're off to Costa Rica tomorrow for a week. Josh is in Argentina for three weeks. We are so impressed with your web blog! Can't wait to see ya'll on Jan 14. I'm running around today tying up loose ends before leaving. But wanted to let you guys know that you're loved by others beside Sammy!! I'm impressed with the literacy of your fellow bloggers. Looking forward to hearing more about your travels. Love and hugs, Mark, Joan & Co.
Will you teach me to make such a wonderful blog when you return? I must make one for the comp class I am about to teach (1/23).
Admiration, get well wishes, and blessings,
Lois, Allan, Julie, Tory, and critters
Hello Joan, Mark and Lois! I love the conversations that have blossomed on my blog!! Looking forward to seeing you guys on the 14th, it's been far too long. And Lois, if you go to http://www.blogspot.com , or just click the "get your own blog" on the top of my blog, it will set one up for you. It's just a template system, very little work or learning involved. Just click to upload pictures from your files, and type in the boxes, it does the rest.
I have a regular blog too at http://paintedbooks.blogspot.com in case you haven't found that one yet. :)
linda
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