<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495</id><updated>2012-02-03T07:22:27.505-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alsace-Lorraine</title><subtitle type='html'>{In which you will learn way too much about someone you will probably never meet.}</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>128</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-6169230413195383364</id><published>2012-02-03T07:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T07:22:27.515-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things not to watch before you've swallowed your gulp of coffee</title><summary type='text'>I have to say, I would rather watch this (though I've been to open mics AND organized events that sounded like this and have had to pretend I wasn't feeling very well just so I could lay my head in my arms and hide my laughing face) and its quieter-but-equally-douchey dramatic-chanty cousin-styles than watch someone like -me- read -- timid and as though the words are fighting tooth-and-nail not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/6169230413195383364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=6169230413195383364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/6169230413195383364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/6169230413195383364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2012/02/things-not-to-watch-before-you.html' title='Things not to watch before you&apos;ve swallowed your gulp of coffee'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/EqlPKnPTz7s/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-7006571550502299665</id><published>2012-02-02T06:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T06:20:13.939-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Groundhog kicks the Honey Badger's a-yass! Groundhog Don't Care!</title><summary type='text'>


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</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/7006571550502299665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=7006571550502299665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/7006571550502299665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/7006571550502299665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2012/02/groundhog-kicks-honey-badgers-yass.html' title='Groundhog kicks the Honey Badger&apos;s a-yass! Groundhog Don&apos;t Care!'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/slHhLrsAHEI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-5573896158766911263</id><published>2012-02-01T21:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T21:31:30.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 2- The Unbearable Lightness of Being Way Cool</title><summary type='text'>1.) 

The Gloucester, MA cottage of an 89 year-old woman. (So beautiful. Look through the entire tour to appreciate how hard you're going to work in the next 50 years to make yourself as cool as this woman.)

2.)

That one Swedish couple/Stockholm episode of House Hunters International. 

3.)

Lower Dens has a new album and I'm more convinced than ever that Jana Hunter is a musical god. I hope </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/5573896158766911263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=5573896158766911263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/5573896158766911263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/5573896158766911263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2012/02/part-2-unbearable-lightness-of-being.html' title='Part 2- The Unbearable Lightness of Being Way Cool'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-460431850688004798</id><published>2012-02-01T20:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T22:57:46.849-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Niedecked</title><summary type='text'>As the impulsive marriage testifies, Niedecker was by no means reclusive like  Emily Dickinson, to whom she has often been compared. On the contrary,  however bookish and intellectual she may have appeared to her friends and  neighbours, she also seems to have inherited some of her father’s  gregariousness and erotic energy. A loner in high school and later at  Beloit, she especially loved being </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/460431850688004798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=460431850688004798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/460431850688004798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/460431850688004798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2012/02/niedecked.html' title='Niedecked'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-1325451130669209807</id><published>2012-01-30T07:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T07:05:15.295-05:00</updated><title type='text'>reposting for niina p!</title><summary type='text'>CALL FOR SUBMISSIONS
It's Complicated: Feminists Write About the Misogynist Art We Loveed. Judy Berman and Niina Pollari

"Listening  to the Sex Pistols, trying to figure out if 'Bodies' was really an  antiabortion song, I discovered that it was something even worse. It was  an outburst of loathing for human physicality, a loathing projected  onto women because they are babies and have abortions </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/1325451130669209807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=1325451130669209807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/1325451130669209807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/1325451130669209807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2012/01/reposting-for-niina-p.html' title='reposting for niina p!'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-9081786379576795538</id><published>2012-01-29T20:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T07:04:52.697-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The poet. Age 27 and seven eighths. Looking 37, maybe.</title><summary type='text'>




You get the blurry version. But also the version in which the  photographer (&amp; that'd be M) finally said some something worth smiling  about: "Just one more!"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/9081786379576795538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=9081786379576795538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/9081786379576795538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/9081786379576795538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2012/01/poet-age-27-and-seven-eighths-looking.html' title='The poet. Age 27 and seven eighths. Looking 37, maybe.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fuQ4F5BW_2E/TyXx8tBw5cI/AAAAAAAABL0/bFtPYGwx9LM/s72-c/Author+Photo+Blurrrrrry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-3460627264866293546</id><published>2012-01-29T14:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T07:05:57.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Projective Industries (go'on and gitcha some)</title><summary type='text'> just checked my mail to find the most amazing little package: G.C. Waldrep's Szent László Hotel. 


Not only is the book positively FAT with verse, but it's a handsomely made AND it came wrapped like a birthday present. 


I'm doubly excited because Waldrep's name is one of those I see all over the flippin' place but I don't know much about (pardon my ignorance). So here is a 50+ page </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/3460627264866293546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=3460627264866293546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/3460627264866293546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/3460627264866293546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2012/01/projective-industries-goon-and-gitcha.html' title='Projective Industries (go&apos;on and gitcha some)'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-4562711105433064311</id><published>2012-01-27T17:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T17:48:59.432-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Salt Ballads publication announcement from Hyacinth Girl Press</title><summary type='text'>may be read right here!

Hyacinth Girl publishes some pretty original stuff, and so far no two chaps are alike. I'm excited- I'm pretending Edith would totally approve. 

The chapbook will not be available for a while, but you can start getting excited for it by reading translations in Poetry Magazine's archives and by ordering the upcoming issue of Burnside Review when it becomes available.

&lt;3</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/4562711105433064311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=4562711105433064311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/4562711105433064311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/4562711105433064311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2012/01/salt-ballads-publication-announcement.html' title='Salt Ballads publication announcement from Hyacinth Girl Press'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-4612466955939340848</id><published>2012-01-24T21:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T21:30:14.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Luscious Veg!</title><summary type='text'>

"...that separates them from the small potaters..."

We try to eat veggies raw when we can, but there are some you simply cannot eat raw. No matter how much hummus you slather all over them.

Some of our favorites to cook around here: turnips, Brussels sprouts, and good ol' brown-variety potatoes.

This is how we do it. Where olive oil is called for, I use about third to half less than what's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/4612466955939340848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=4612466955939340848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/4612466955939340848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/4612466955939340848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2012/01/lucious-veg.html' title='Luscious Veg!'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IsSIfO977_c/Tx9hQp5lQQI/AAAAAAAABJ8/sz-yn1j5TPg/s72-c/pertato.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-4637703928711544211</id><published>2012-01-22T00:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T00:38:12.852-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Scenes from a notebook</title><summary type='text'>which I rediscovered in a junk drawer earlier this evening.

I think the notebook is from late spring to late summer 2010, but it picks up again in December, 2010 when I was making lists of stuff I'd need for my new apartment.

Anyway. Misspellings, ill-ogic, and all! What it looks like when I jot down something that's been on my mind (or when I really have been peeling leeches off my legs).  You</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/4637703928711544211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=4637703928711544211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/4637703928711544211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/4637703928711544211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2012/01/scenes-from-notebook.html' title='Scenes from a notebook'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XrESL4E8Ank/TxuexHaR1pI/AAAAAAAABJM/rDWcf850Tqo/s72-c/notebook+a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-6397486302389987396</id><published>2012-01-21T12:24:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T16:01:01.292-05:00</updated><title type='text'>revisiting favorite coffee in favorite coffee's mug</title><summary type='text'>

Last night M and I went out at separate points within the same hour (he got dinner for us, I walked Loki). The meteorologists spent all morning/afternoon doing their best to scare the shit out of us with these "wintry mix, freezing rain, sleet, ice, don't die!" forecasts. The storm was nine hours late arriving, and when it did, it'd been reduced to an eerie, soft, slushy rainshower that made a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/6397486302389987396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=6397486302389987396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/6397486302389987396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/6397486302389987396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2012/01/revisiting-favorite-coffee-in-favorite.html' title='revisiting favorite coffee in favorite coffee&apos;s mug'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/2Zhi3ciB3Hs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-4643568607949941188</id><published>2012-01-19T11:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T11:53:19.262-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the REAL poetry</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/4643568607949941188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=4643568607949941188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/4643568607949941188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/4643568607949941188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2012/01/real-poetry.html' title='the REAL poetry'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/NtB_jvznaNM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-8463864021845032676</id><published>2012-01-08T10:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T10:34:36.687-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alphabetofyourlove.</title><summary type='text'>Thoughts and news.

a.) Happy 2012.

b.) My holidays were brilliant- hope yours were, too.

c.) What's new with you?

d.) These are my items for your agenda:

d) I'm working toward veganism. This is difficult (no, really difficult): I am Midwest born-and-bred and dairy is my favorite food group. But it kills my stomach, ravages my complexion, and stuffs me up. Rather than "take a lactose </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/8463864021845032676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=8463864021845032676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/8463864021845032676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/8463864021845032676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2012/01/alphabetofyourlove.html' title='Alphabetofyourlove.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-7493265538386893509</id><published>2011-12-18T18:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T18:44:32.202-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little bitty children listen.</title><summary type='text'>

Shit makes me so happy. Just sayin'. &lt;3</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/7493265538386893509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=7493265538386893509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/7493265538386893509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/7493265538386893509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/12/little-bitty-children-listen.html' title='Little bitty children listen.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/e5owUdvwcQ0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-2969992530050114828</id><published>2011-11-23T21:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T21:37:33.178-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So perfect I could spit.</title><summary type='text'>

Inspiration Sources: Marimekko, Agnes Martin, Louise Bourgeois, Michigan State Flag, Finnish National Flag and the publisher's own spot-on perceptiveness.



</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/2969992530050114828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=2969992530050114828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/2969992530050114828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/2969992530050114828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/11/so-perfect-i-could-spit.html' title='So perfect I could spit.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3iz-Lh8Fvt0/Ts2rXMOQM7I/AAAAAAAABIE/e_CUg32Hl-Y/s72-c/book+cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-3257888511548175881</id><published>2011-11-20T19:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T01:08:20.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Loki.</title><summary type='text'>


I'm sorry. I'm one of those pet owners who puts her pet in clothing. The difference might be that my dog thinks he's a person, so he really does enjoy wearing accessories and sweaters. When I took his sweater out of the utility closet last week, he danced around in a circle on his hind legs like he would if I were twirling a dog treat over his head. 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then down as the wind
repeats. repeats its birdsong.


-Barbara Guest</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/2696740441043937158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=2696740441043937158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/2696740441043937158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/2696740441043937158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/11/on-wind-2.html' title='On Wind 2'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-3632084909972142795</id><published>2011-11-13T16:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T16:32:42.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On Wind 1</title><summary type='text'>The earth is a place for warriors
And for the grace of winds, a steady grace which
When it forms, forms only what is still.

-Bernadette Mayer





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It's very windy this weekend. I'm pretty sure the winds are bringing winter. Late this past week, we had snow. Today's back up to 68 degrees. Makes it difficult to determine what-scarf, if-tights. Everyone's waiting for the first icy blast, but</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/3632084909972142795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=3632084909972142795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/3632084909972142795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/3632084909972142795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/11/on-wind-1.html' title='On Wind 1'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-5615238092899653969</id><published>2011-11-11T13:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T13:49:53.712-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"We are freshwater people..."</title><summary type='text'>

Happy Birthday, Mr. Vonnegut! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/5615238092899653969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=5615238092899653969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/5615238092899653969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/5615238092899653969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/11/we-are-freshwater-people.html' title='&quot;We are freshwater people...&quot;'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ESwSiKRs9hc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-7273865160402813183</id><published>2011-11-06T09:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T09:16:48.884-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Schweeeet!</title><summary type='text'>My poem, 11:39AM, Grand Haven, has been nominated for a Pushcart!

It's my first nomination. Maybe it will be my only-ever nomination-- I'm honored to be considered and, on more of a personal note, I'm pleased that this particular poem was given this distinction. It's a poem I'm really nuts about. When I first wrote it, I let it sit for a few months and ended up removing maybe half of the parts </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/7273865160402813183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=7273865160402813183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/7273865160402813183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/7273865160402813183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/11/schweeeet.html' title='Schweeeet!'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-4439780124455157441</id><published>2011-11-05T11:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T11:03:13.943-04:00</updated><title type='text'>recent favorites</title><summary type='text'>Quickly, adventures in lit journal reading:


1.

First I  want to say that the November issue of Poetry is so amazing.  Seriously, I think it's my favorite issue ever. The poem "If" by John Rybicki was  the first one I opened to and it kinda stopped me in my tracks. It was  nice to feel stopped. There was a lot of this stopping and re-reading in  this issue. Mostly, they were poems that I would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/4439780124455157441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=4439780124455157441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/4439780124455157441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/4439780124455157441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/11/recent-favorites_05.html' title='recent favorites'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-1806098635527366110</id><published>2011-10-31T19:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T19:25:44.602-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading</title><summary type='text'>Here is a video of my reading at the Cultural Society 'do. I (like basically anyone) dislike seeing myself on film, but since I was so nervous about reading that I barely remember having actually done it, I am happy to have a little memento for sure.

Big thanks to ma fellas in the front row (M, Matt and Steven) for being so easygoing and smiley. I remember that much. Everyone else beyond them </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/1806098635527366110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=1806098635527366110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/1806098635527366110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/1806098635527366110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/10/reading.html' title='Reading'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-3043931954500652716</id><published>2011-10-30T18:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T18:58:15.125-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We'd like to text you a Happy Halloween.</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/3043931954500652716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=3043931954500652716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/3043931954500652716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/3043931954500652716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/10/wed-like-to-text-you-happy-halloween.html' title='We&apos;d like to text you a Happy Halloween.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tPDRcJKUXaI/Tq3WAXqQpXI/AAAAAAAABGg/ThQNfCUYPbY/s72-c/didja+get+my+message.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-432532893999461274</id><published>2011-10-26T12:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T12:26:08.439-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stalling writing.</title><summary type='text'>


You know that thing that happens when you have so many projects "due" in a few days that you actually take a vacation day from your day job to fell them all in one swoop but you end up cleaning your apartment and listening to post-but-pre-neo-psychedelic rock, instead?

&lt;3</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/432532893999461274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=432532893999461274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/432532893999461274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/432532893999461274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/10/stalling-writing.html' title='Stalling writing.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/gBmNiHrvRbk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-6998039673734515894</id><published>2011-10-23T21:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T21:14:55.372-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hearts are not made up.</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/6998039673734515894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=6998039673734515894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/6998039673734515894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/6998039673734515894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/10/hearts-are-not-made-up.html' title='Hearts are not made up.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/c-ayuRE5xd8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-6757234747703730863</id><published>2011-10-18T13:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T13:23:27.819-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sink Review 8</title><summary type='text'>Go see my poem about Grand Haven (last year... but, basically, it was the same Grand Haven this year) at sinkreview.org. See also poets Eric Amling, Nathan Austin, Jason Bredle, Molly Brodak, Francesca Chabrier, Jackie Clark, Marisa Crawford, Ian Dreiblatt, Garth Graeper, Ben Fama, Brian Foley, Kate Greenstreet, Ben Pease, Leigh Stein, and Mathias Svalina. If you see them all right now, you'll </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/6757234747703730863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=6757234747703730863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/6757234747703730863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/6757234747703730863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/10/sink-review-8.html' title='Sink Review 8'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-8468713269352761113</id><published>2011-10-16T19:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T19:33:00.374-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"I like nature that dwarfs me."</title><summary type='text'>

"The Slide" at Shades.
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/8468713269352761113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=8468713269352761113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/8468713269352761113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/8468713269352761113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-like-nature-that-dwarfs-me.html' title='&quot;I like nature that dwarfs me.&quot;'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0FzWRVe-hgk/Tptpdofn8EI/AAAAAAAABGE/NDz0USZYhKM/s72-c/small+making+nature.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-8561003464198050921</id><published>2011-10-14T19:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T19:09:37.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I bought myself a little present</title><summary type='text'>to celebrate my week.

Actually, we're going camping now and that's kind of a celebration, too, ifyouaskme.

You should see what I bought, though, in case you get inspired to celebrate your own amazingness. Paige Taggart is having a half-off sale on her jewelry. Of course, I bought the one that reminds me of all my favorite sailors. &lt;3

Go read Paige's work in the latest Interrupture, where she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/8561003464198050921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=8561003464198050921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/8561003464198050921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/8561003464198050921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-bought-myself-little-present.html' title='I bought myself a little present'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uc1T32G3qqU/Tpi_CVzTPjI/AAAAAAAABF8/pnmXweZ8vDo/s72-c/whale+of+a+tale.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-7047671869564765687</id><published>2011-10-13T07:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T07:43:41.685-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Week Ever kinda thing.</title><summary type='text'>New York was really lovely. I keep trying to put in a few pictures, but they're showing up sideways. 

Then I came home and found out I'll be included in Poetry Magazine's centennial anthology. I think the idea is something like 100 years, 100 poems. Which is kind of ridiculous when you consider who has been in that magazine in the past 100 years. So look for that in 2012 from the University of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/7047671869564765687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=7047671869564765687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/7047671869564765687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/7047671869564765687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/10/best-week-ever-kinda-thing.html' title='Best Week Ever kinda thing.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-5191940890075226399</id><published>2011-10-03T18:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T18:12:06.409-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NYC</title><summary type='text'>So come see me here, probably in the four o'clock hour (give or take), reading with quite an amazing group of poets in honor of The Cultural Society's birthday. Like, so amazing that I truly wish I could just take a seat in the back and watch the entire thing anonymously because I'll probably be stifling bug-eyes and fangirl squeals. (No, seriously.)

I need you there to remind me that it's not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/5191940890075226399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=5191940890075226399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/5191940890075226399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/5191940890075226399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/10/nyc.html' title='NYC'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-3053898173939980590</id><published>2011-10-02T11:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T11:07:25.478-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Interrupture</title><summary type='text'>w/ work by Dana Oldfather, Sampson Starkweather, John Gallaher, Brooklyn Copeland, Ben Kopel and Matthew Suss, Rob MacDonald, Matthew Gavin Frank, Sarah Bartlett, Eric Lemay, Charmi Keranen, Charlotte Seley, Matthew Johnstone, Dustin Luke Nelson, Adam Tavel and Jon Cone, Iain Britton, Paige Taggart, Phil Estes, and Anna Rosen Guerico. 

My favorites so far are the pieces by Oldfather and Britton </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/3053898173939980590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=3053898173939980590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/3053898173939980590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/3053898173939980590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-interrupture.html' title='New Interrupture'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-8192625060611634097</id><published>2011-10-01T10:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T10:59:40.682-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ES (via SK)</title><summary type='text'>Nobody can deny that my writing is poetry; I will not claim that it is verse. I have tried to impose a certain rhythm on some poems and in that connection found that I only possess the power of word and image under complete freedom, i.e., at the expense of rhythm. My poems are to be taken as careless sketches. As to the contents, I let my instincts build while my intellect watches. My </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/8192625060611634097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=8192625060611634097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/8192625060611634097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/8192625060611634097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/10/es-via-sk.html' title='ES (via SK)'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-1738542006471903445</id><published>2011-09-25T12:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T12:54:27.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So far a rainy fall.</title><summary type='text'>

The boys of summer. Ignoring fall this morning.

I love Sundays at home.

Here's what:

5 Minute Vegan Pancakes.

DIY no-sew wrap.

Progressive Heavies record (which I bought from the $1 bin along with some Queen and Roxy Music at the James Dean Festival up in Fairmount yesterday). We listened to this while we ate pancakes this morning. It's a really sweet mix.

2PM yoga. Featuring dolphin pose</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/1738542006471903445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=1738542006471903445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/1738542006471903445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/1738542006471903445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/09/so-far-rainy-fall.html' title='So far a rainy fall.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oFo2fgwIvz4/Tn9bHsPTHlI/AAAAAAAABFg/_FIqxmfU4KQ/s72-c/sleeper+hits.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-7288785048910728805</id><published>2011-09-20T21:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T00:31:40.588-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading Poetry.</title><summary type='text'>So I got my October issue of Poetry today.

The plus side: there were essays in there by non-poets on poetry that were better than any of the poems I've  read so far in the issue (including the Armantrout-- I always feel like I'm *supposed* to like every single thing she does, and, trust me, I play this mind-game with myself where I try to trick myself into it-- but she's kinda hit or miss for me</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/7288785048910728805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=7288785048910728805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/7288785048910728805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/7288785048910728805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/09/reading-poetry.html' title='Reading Poetry.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-8491226601079735577</id><published>2011-09-19T18:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T18:44:38.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'>At the ripe ol' age of 27.5</title><summary type='text'>I do not deserve 8 stars at Coldfront, but I will cherish every one of them. Thank you for the kindness and the insight and for spreading the word about what a fine product alice blue turns out in-print. &lt;3

Copeland mixes natural observation with (perhaps) confessional verse  about a relationship between the speaker and the “you” that suddenly  appears—and then dominates—the experience. This </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/8491226601079735577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=8491226601079735577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/8491226601079735577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/8491226601079735577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/09/at-ripe-ol-age-of-275.html' title='At the ripe ol&apos; age of 27.5'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-8196547701988251926</id><published>2011-09-18T10:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T10:20:51.567-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love me right &amp; you will never ever starve.</title><summary type='text'>







</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/8196547701988251926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=8196547701988251926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/8196547701988251926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/8196547701988251926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/09/love-me-right-you-will-never-ever.html' title='Love me right &amp; you will never ever starve.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TPL4IXMNTv4/TnX9McKWmJI/AAAAAAAABEw/WdpcasFBd9M/s72-c/waterbodies1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-8276302546534677046</id><published>2011-09-17T23:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T23:41:30.279-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Get thy bearings.</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/8276302546534677046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=8276302546534677046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/8276302546534677046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/8276302546534677046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/09/get-thy-bearings.html' title='Get thy bearings.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/2cYS_Mi9V0I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-1207915163633257527</id><published>2011-09-10T10:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T10:22:12.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"the zero degree noiselessness of death"</title><summary type='text'>Someone got here by Googling the title phrase. CREEPER. :)

I'm so busy. I'm too busy to blog properly. Every weekday I get up at 6, get ready to go to my full-time dayjob, then from that (at 5PM) I go to part-time job (which usually involves me getting plenty of exercise, so I don't complain), then I come home when M comes home between 8 and 9 and I have about three hours of either packing/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/1207915163633257527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=1207915163633257527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/1207915163633257527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/1207915163633257527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/09/zero-degree-noiselessness-of-death.html' title='&quot;the zero degree noiselessness of death&quot;'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-6516796459943973254</id><published>2011-09-02T18:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T18:33:35.941-04:00</updated><title type='text'>O no dear that's where you're wrong.</title><summary type='text'>On the Friday of a very emotional, exhausting week that ultimately brought me slightly closer to the one I love, emotionally and physically (as in, he is now installed and his laundry is my laundry and my sleep is his sleep and we get kicked in the legs by the same cocker spaniel).


Love is raw sometimes. Sometimes you look at your man and you think, "What if we aren't on the same page?" </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/6516796459943973254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=6516796459943973254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/6516796459943973254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/6516796459943973254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/09/o-no-dear-thats-where-youre-wrong.html' title='O no dear that&apos;s where you&apos;re wrong.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/J-U_TW6YrmE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-5294741532267518510</id><published>2011-08-29T23:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T23:35:22.869-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One more.</title><summary type='text'>Since I'm always comparing poems I like (or don't like) to things that are not poems.

Since it came onto the scene (and slipped away... after countless knock-offs, including the one I purchased from the Burlington Coat Factory) I have loved this suit. And some of my very favorite poetry has reminded me of it.

An antiquey take on the classic Chanel suit hit the runway, as tweeds in  grey, nude </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/5294741532267518510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=5294741532267518510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/5294741532267518510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/5294741532267518510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/08/one-more.html' title='One more.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--B9GlIoZ7SY/TlxZ7X3UvjI/AAAAAAAABEs/YdLv3raHOnY/s72-c/chanel+poem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-7951092701755068852</id><published>2011-08-24T11:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T11:49:17.324-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On a morning I am bombarded, frazzled and considering a drop of Tanqueray in my whey smoothie.</title><summary type='text'>


But some fun things you might-probably already know about:

Shira Dentz's interview on The Rumpus:

Back to “Patriarch Sky” for a moment—I felt that representations of the  female body/sexuality that are all over our media, including billboards,  seep into our consciousnesses and become our sky, so to speak, and  control women through the conflicting responses these representations  provoke in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/7951092701755068852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=7951092701755068852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/7951092701755068852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/7951092701755068852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/08/on-morning-i-am-bombarded-frazzled-and.html' title='On a morning I am bombarded, frazzled and considering a drop of Tanqueray in my whey smoothie.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/fMtGunlMBps/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-2687092687971784612</id><published>2011-08-22T11:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T11:34:42.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This week last year.</title><summary type='text'>This week last year I in a car accident that caused more damage to my car than my car (which was brand new this week last year) was worth. This was the day before I was going up to Grand Haven, which I am doing this week this year in a few days. Then, this week last year, I went into the hospital for my P.E.

This week last year I wrote one of my favorite poems I've ever written. Then I didn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/2687092687971784612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=2687092687971784612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/2687092687971784612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/2687092687971784612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-week-last-year.html' title='This week last year.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-8376563746736687531</id><published>2011-08-17T20:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T20:59:01.099-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lau Nau for you and me.</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/8376563746736687531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=8376563746736687531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/8376563746736687531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/8376563746736687531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/08/lau-nau-for-you-and-me.html' title='Lau Nau for you and me.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Q1upqJ_Sxzw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-3055693647641657414</id><published>2011-08-16T22:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T22:45:37.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>his copper arm / made to curve</title><summary type='text'>To pick up where I left off in the last post (O? Suppose you'll just have to read it, won't you, then?), go read this new online journal (brimming with new perfectly tangible verse), Loaded Bicycle- especially this (and another) by Idra Novey:

Across the way, God the Bandit
has his copper back

to the garden, his copper arm
made to curve

as if it were escaping
into the earth. 
You'll also find </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/3055693647641657414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=3055693647641657414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/3055693647641657414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/3055693647641657414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/08/his-copper-arm-made-to-curve.html' title='his copper arm / made to curve'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-7500530753999228205</id><published>2011-08-13T08:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T22:15:28.488-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff to dig when you aren't really hip the New Irreverence but like a little cream in your coffee just the same.</title><summary type='text'>Jason Morris in Puppyflowers 11 goes something like this:
This one went in a little blue book, on the cover I wrote “THE FEELING OF RECOGNIZING A PERFECTLY OBVIOUS EXPLANATION,” Sad examination write it backwards, fit in living &amp; sitKeep your boots tight, clobbered by sunlight. It (The Sun)feels comfortable, going in my ear

giving us over to order again



Barbara Maloutas at Tarpaulin Sky had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/7500530753999228205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=7500530753999228205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/7500530753999228205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/7500530753999228205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/08/stuff-to-dig-when-you-arent-really-hip.html' title='Stuff to dig when you aren&apos;t really hip the New Irreverence but like a little cream in your coffee just the same.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-1366350503536705709</id><published>2011-08-11T21:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T21:58:07.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is how I dance. But usually without shoes and with extra headbands and deodorant.</title><summary type='text'>

So hot.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/1366350503536705709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=1366350503536705709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/1366350503536705709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/1366350503536705709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-is-how-i-dance-but-usually-without.html' title='This is how I dance. But usually without shoes and with extra headbands and deodorant.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/vbYthMXVh-I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-253888451918129246</id><published>2011-08-10T19:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T19:03:58.949-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's so peachy when you're keen, jelly bean.</title><summary type='text'>I want you to go read this great interview with Jennifer Denrow, author of the book that gave me nightmares the first night I read it. I love this interview because Jennifer makes spot-on, intuitive sense, the same way her book makes spot-on, intuitive sense. If you don't know what I mean by that, I mean: "The gloriously roariously human-to-human strand of intelligence that comes out on paper </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/253888451918129246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=253888451918129246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/253888451918129246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/253888451918129246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/08/lifes-so-peachy-when-youre-keen-jelly.html' title='Life&apos;s so peachy when you&apos;re keen, jelly bean.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-671586818523944707</id><published>2011-08-09T22:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T22:34:35.298-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You sound like a hillbilly / we want folk singers here.</title><summary type='text'>
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/671586818523944707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=671586818523944707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/671586818523944707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/671586818523944707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/08/you-sound-like-hillbilly-we-want-folk.html' title='You sound like a hillbilly / we want folk singers here.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RY6ohErzX_o/TkHtyQgYnzI/AAAAAAAABEk/Pkoh_G02AVA/s72-c/strip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-9082272524151748841</id><published>2011-08-08T18:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T18:34:48.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'>People love this meditation track.</title><summary type='text'>Usually in my yoga classes I read poetry (yeah, probably your poetry) when people are settling into savasana/relaxation.  I came across this piece somewhere (probably on Last.FM, which I sometimes leave running while I read/edit) and have used it in place of reading (you can't read over the voices)- I swear, people melt over it. I've always been asked what it's called, who it is, how I found it. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/9082272524151748841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=9082272524151748841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/9082272524151748841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/9082272524151748841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/08/people-love-this-meditation-track.html' title='People love this meditation track.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/6rW_1Ia5P5U/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-3152778073616046255</id><published>2011-08-07T21:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T21:27:05.840-04:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Cheap Gifts (Happy Unbirthday to me!)</title><summary type='text'>Not everything cool and inexpensive comes with a shipping and handling charge and an Etsy feedback survey (no offense- you know I love my Etsy sprees). I recently in-person purchased these amazing(ly cheap) finds and want to recommend them. Wholeheartedly and openhandedly.

Disclaimer: since I am 27.5 years old, "cheap" means less than $20. I only give gifts to people I love or want to thank for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/3152778073616046255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=3152778073616046255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/3152778073616046255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/3152778073616046255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/08/3-cheap-gifts-happy-unbirthday-to-me.html' title='3 Cheap Gifts (Happy Unbirthday to me!)'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qWaI2MhlL5A/Tj8wUVGd51I/AAAAAAAABEY/4xzweicJ71Q/s72-c/tim+hardin+you+rock+my+world.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-8556262022032118839</id><published>2011-08-07T10:45:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T12:50:21.764-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Irresponsible Reviews for the Casual Reader: Joshua Ware</title><summary type='text'>For an explanation, see this one.

I should emphasize that the words "irresponsible" and "casual" aren't meant to bring down the property value of the publishing press or the author of the book. They're more a reflection of my knee-jerk mind-flex heart-strung first-order style of reading and reacting to a book. Personally, I think that's more fun (and helpful) than an overly intellectualized </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/8556262022032118839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=8556262022032118839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/8556262022032118839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/8556262022032118839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/08/irresponsbile-reviews-for-casual-reader.html' title='Irresponsible Reviews for the Casual Reader: Joshua Ware'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-1318412593251231286</id><published>2011-08-01T21:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T22:03:43.012-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vuyelwa Carlin</title><summary type='text'>I'm having one of my "excuse me, you're amazing" minutes just now.

Why aren't more people talking about her?? 

Did you know about this poet?? I didn't! I can't wait to dig in!





Read more Vuyelwa Carlin.  

Buy her stuff. (From the source. Or if you're poor stick her name in your Amazon search bar the way I did.)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/1318412593251231286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=1318412593251231286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/1318412593251231286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/1318412593251231286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/08/vuyela-carlin.html' title='Vuyelwa Carlin'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/FmNqz_HSQcM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-5581410422261164007</id><published>2011-08-01T19:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T19:58:58.338-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quality Quantified :: Chicagotimes</title><summary type='text'>

#marymarywhyyabuggin

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We had a really great time in Chicago. Luckily, the Printers' Ball was on Friday night (which is when we got into town and in any social state after hiking all the way up to Rogers Park to our rented apartment) (which was really sweet, ps- if you're want a place to stay, use airbnb and use Colleen!) because it gave us all of Saturday and Sunday to be lazy, city-style (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/5581410422261164007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=5581410422261164007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/5581410422261164007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/5581410422261164007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/08/quality-quantified-chicagotimes.html' title='Quality Quantified :: Chicagotimes'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MlOgc_2H2QA/TjcrTrkicsI/AAAAAAAABEM/s0XCPNHhRPI/s72-c/mary+mary+why+ya+buggin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-393832936077343030</id><published>2011-07-23T22:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T22:46:20.579-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My favorite novelist. Sounding like a tit.</title><summary type='text'>

"Let us sit down, smoke our mariHUAnah- an admirable thing in itself but not the end of anything--"

What a sweet old man.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/393832936077343030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=393832936077343030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/393832936077343030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/393832936077343030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-favorite-novelist-sounding-like-tit.html' title='My favorite novelist. Sounding like a tit.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/fznr2ulZd1Q/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-5555416984835860769</id><published>2011-07-23T17:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T17:05:14.988-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Peaceful Cohabitation Between Two I-Need-My-Space Types.</title><summary type='text'>Can it happen? In 660 square feet? Keep your fingers crossed! :)

M is spending the next week packing and moving stuff over. We are in Chicago from Friday to Sunday- the last days of his lease on his own apartment. The last time I was there, he hadn't moved so much as a fork out of the bathroom (yeah, you read that correctly). I'm refusing to go over there until it's desperate-crunch-time (I've </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/5555416984835860769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=5555416984835860769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/5555416984835860769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/5555416984835860769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/07/peaceful-cohabitation-between-two-i.html' title='Peaceful Cohabitation Between Two I-Need-My-Space Types.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-8204243236276346108</id><published>2011-07-20T07:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T09:08:08.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Leafy greens and losing weight.</title><summary type='text'>Did you know it's been in the upper 90s here all week? It's probably been that hot where you are, too. My electricity bill was 30 dollars more last month than usual. It might be 30 dollars more than that this month. That's okay because in the winter time, I don't mind freezing. I figure it balances out.

As of a few days ago, I've been a practicing vegetarian for a month. It's been a month of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/8204243236276346108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=8204243236276346108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/8204243236276346108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/8204243236276346108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/07/leafy-greens-and-losing-weight.html' title='Leafy greens and losing weight.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-2324176875609617221</id><published>2011-07-18T22:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T22:23:23.452-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Monday of my inner 14 year-old. xo</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/2324176875609617221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=2324176875609617221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/2324176875609617221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/2324176875609617221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/07/monday-of-my-inner-14-year-old-xo.html' title='The Monday of my inner 14 year-old. xo'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/36Y0Xf26eSI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-2528231041862513741</id><published>2011-07-17T20:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T20:26:55.272-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just sayin!</title><summary type='text'>I'm sorry, but Roseanne Conner was a great mom.

Kirsten Dunst has cute teeth but is an awful actress.

Scarlett Johansson doesn't even have cute teeth.

That Mumford &amp; Sons song with the words "fucked it up" and "my dear" is really lame, even more lame when you're in a place where everyone starts singing it passionately all together.

I always think "d-bag" when I see someone holding a Miller </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/2528231041862513741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=2528231041862513741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/2528231041862513741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/2528231041862513741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/07/just-sayin.html' title='Just sayin!'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-3850337475614220120</id><published>2011-07-16T18:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T18:00:01.032-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Brown eyes.</title><summary type='text'>
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/3850337475614220120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=3850337475614220120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/3850337475614220120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/3850337475614220120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/07/brown-eyes.html' title='Brown eyes.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b9H0l0fhAxA/TiIJlkahQqI/AAAAAAAABDk/srw7HIbhisI/s72-c/Four+Years.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-8007669401004487065</id><published>2011-07-10T21:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T17:39:58.997-04:00</updated><title type='text'>If you sit on my porch I will offer you a drink and tell you all about it.</title><summary type='text'>Last night M and I ducked over to his grandmother's cottage on the same lake to get some firewood. She was still up, so we went inside and talked. She's 92 years old and one of the sharpest, kindest people over the age of 60 that I know. I don't really have "grandparents" in my life. I love other peoples'. I don't remember the last time I met one so old who was so with-it. Once she realized she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/8007669401004487065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=8007669401004487065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/8007669401004487065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/8007669401004487065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/07/if-you-sit-on-my-porch-i-will-offer-you.html' title='If you sit on my porch I will offer you a drink and tell you all about it.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-3652833204031178518</id><published>2011-07-08T09:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T09:46:11.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>People like to rib me</title><summary type='text'>by calling me both "Ayn Rand" and "Pollyanna." My own boyfriend hascalled me both in the exact same conversation.I don't claim either character. I outgrew Ayn Rand in high school justlike you did. And Pollyanna's just plain obnoxious.But I like to think that I get called both because people recognizethat I expect the world to fend for itself, and I'm ever-optimisticthat it *can.*I think this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/3652833204031178518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=3652833204031178518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/3652833204031178518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/3652833204031178518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/07/people-like-to-rib-me.html' title='People like to rib me'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-4908398219892905354</id><published>2011-07-07T12:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T12:10:24.297-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoga Playlist</title><summary type='text'>It's floaty and accessible and pleasant (lots of pretty coverversions). My class last night loved it, if you're looking for afloaty, accessible, pleasant Thursday mix.Hope Sandoval and the Warm Inventions - "Around My Smile"Trespassers William - "Red"Arthur H and Feist - "La chanson de Sattie"Harry Nilsson - "Mother Nature's Song"Lindsey Buckingham - "I Am Waiting"Fiona Apple - "Across the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/4908398219892905354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=4908398219892905354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/4908398219892905354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/4908398219892905354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/07/yoga-playlist.html' title='Yoga Playlist'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-7693459845310621351</id><published>2011-06-26T09:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T09:13:26.508-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cell phone vignettes</title><summary type='text'>










</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/7693459845310621351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=7693459845310621351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/7693459845310621351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/7693459845310621351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/06/cell-phone-vignettes.html' title='Cell phone vignettes'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CBikJ8A7ZKw/TgcvsNvTXmI/AAAAAAAABAE/qonikKRybaA/s72-c/fridge1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-2650657579426087436</id><published>2011-06-23T12:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T12:09:31.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ballad of John and Yoko</title><summary type='text'>I'm posting this here, too, because some people who read this aren'tfollowing/friendly on the other social networking timesucks! Theschedule's filling up for the Chicago stay, but I would still love tosee you! We're there for the Printers' Ball, but we're getting inFriday night and will be in the city through Sunday late afternoon.That's July 29th and 30th.And we just booked our fall trip- which </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/2650657579426087436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=2650657579426087436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/2650657579426087436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/2650657579426087436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/06/ballad-of-john-and-yoko.html' title='The Ballad of John and Yoko'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-1019220173962186509</id><published>2011-06-19T10:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T10:37:42.478-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Irresponsible Reviewing for the Casual Reader</title><summary type='text'>I've received some meaty stuff in the mail recently. And I've received some of it not-so recently and I've received some of it lately but it's not new stuff. It's been a busy reading season.

I think it's important to "review" stuff even if it isn't brand new. These days, if a book from 2007 stands up quality-of-content-wise in 2011, it's pretty amazing. I know the just-published period is the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/1019220173962186509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=1019220173962186509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/1019220173962186509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/1019220173962186509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/06/irresponsible-reviewing-for-casual.html' title='Irresponsible Reviewing for the Casual Reader'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-8377134416807256408</id><published>2011-06-16T21:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T21:45:05.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at this amazing thing someone said about my poems.</title><summary type='text'>Freke Räihä wrote an incredibly nice review of Laked, Fielded, Blanked for Tidningen Kulturen. 
I was, like, OMG, really?!I'm a fan of the little pink chit he's got posing on the cover! 
---Don't neglect to order a copy, my dears. It's a sweet little book. It will bring couples closer together. The stars and the moon and continents, too. And that's before you've even read any of the poetry.
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/8377134416807256408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=8377134416807256408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/8377134416807256408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/8377134416807256408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/06/look-at-this-amazing-thing-someone-said.html' title='Look at this amazing thing someone said about my poems.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-4786397800660747281</id><published>2011-06-06T22:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T22:21:51.347-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you know about Anne Shaw?</title><summary type='text'>Until this week, I did not know about Anne Shaw. Now I'm all, like, "Holy Anne Shaw!"

I'm so late to these parties. But I'm glad I found out about Anne Shaw. I just ordered her book from 2007. I wish I could twitch my nose and make it appear two minutes ago.

In the meantime, if you did not know about Anne Shaw, you need to read these poems. Don't worry, there won't be a quiz.

Night in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/4786397800660747281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=4786397800660747281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/4786397800660747281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/4786397800660747281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/06/did-you-know-about-anne-shaw.html' title='Did you know about Anne Shaw?'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-1573238632002856729</id><published>2011-06-05T09:41:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T12:58:15.495-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Habits and Practices and Poetry</title><summary type='text'>

Yeah Hi.


I'm so sure this is my horoscope today:

Even if you're already eating organically and practicing yoga, it may be time to make minor improvements to your daily regimen. This means you, Brooklyn Copeland, the Eve of your Departure for the Madsite of Sin that is Bonnaroo.


(Naw. I threw that last sentence in there.)

 (Seriously, though. What does it mean? I run five times a week. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/1573238632002856729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=1573238632002856729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/1573238632002856729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/1573238632002856729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/06/habits-and-practices-and-poetry.html' title='Habits and Practices and Poetry'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PmGh9rcv8iA/TeuHQLxcbMI/AAAAAAAAA_8/Pbm22pqYGr4/s72-c/Homer_Simpson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-7517474715707078588</id><published>2011-06-03T08:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T08:28:15.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Horse Less Review #9</title><summary type='text'>I got to peek at this to check my proofs, and OMG. It's MASSIVE. And so full of A-Game. The whole thing flows so beautifully and is so dense with high-level grounded in real-level and so much space on the page and so much mot juste-ing and bothering-to-articulate-precisely and self-seriousness without the hangover. Even poets who I usually gloss over absolutely captivated me (I don't feel bad </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/7517474715707078588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=7517474715707078588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/7517474715707078588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/7517474715707078588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/06/horse-less-review-9.html' title='Horse Less Review #9'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-2036631510096850460</id><published>2011-06-02T12:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T12:57:08.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Laked, Fielded, Blanked is NOW available from Alice Blue Books!</title><summary type='text'>I got copies last night and MAN are they lovely! If you go here:http://www.alicebluereview.org/books/copelandchap.html :you can order one for your very own. So please do. Amber Nelson worked long and hard on those suckers. No lie. And I slaved over the poems contained therein. For years. YEARS. Mmmhmm. I don't know how to tell you about my excitement about all this. I'm so happy with this work </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/2036631510096850460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=2036631510096850460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/2036631510096850460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/2036631510096850460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/06/laked-fielded-blanked-is-now-available.html' title='Laked, Fielded, Blanked is NOW available from Alice Blue Books!'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-1423990748077413598</id><published>2011-06-01T15:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T15:17:41.535-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Translatin'</title><summary type='text'>The June (translation) issue of Poetry went live today. In it, you can find some short translations (by me) of Edith Sodergran. You can also listen to the Podcast of the issue (as you can every other recent issue), and you can hear me reading the poems. And in between reading the poems, and the editors' smart commentary (they're so lovely! omg!) you can hear me elaborate-- again (as in, compared </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/1423990748077413598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=1423990748077413598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/1423990748077413598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/1423990748077413598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/06/translatin.html' title='Translatin&apos;'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-9082108559126103930</id><published>2011-05-31T22:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T22:34:13.341-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One method.</title><summary type='text'>
 
"Say you or I better to filter sand through voice and grit crunch" -Mark Dickinson


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Are you the spring / are you the mess.



Are you the concerned neighbor with the pretty way with words. Were you drunk.



Are you the box that makes me laugh every time I go to buy cereal.



Are you the peanut butter batter.



Are you the dog recovering nicely.



Are you an accessory to my navy-blue-shirt-dress obsession.



Are you the view over the first cup of coffee.



Are you one of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/883336001517574651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=883336001517574651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/883336001517574651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/883336001517574651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/05/yes-you-may.html' title='Yes You May'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gEQzxEq7rXk/Td1WfooO1DI/AAAAAAAAA_I/yzx2uN5R_uw/s72-c/conchita.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-757646397357643137</id><published>2011-05-18T07:01:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T06:34:37.195-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Things</title><summary type='text'>a.) Loki is sick. I had to take him to the animal hospital Sunday because he starting screaming bloody murder when I took out for his morning dump. He never does that. He's dramatic sometimes, pathetic, yes. But he doesn't complain unnecessarily about his comfort. He's kept it up till this morning (he's right now curled up in my spot on the bed, of course)- we'll see how he does today. I feel </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/757646397357643137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=757646397357643137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/757646397357643137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/757646397357643137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/05/things.html' title='Things'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rmtDBzDSVNo/TdOm2s9STWI/AAAAAAAAA-8/mZ8cmmuTRDo/s72-c/peek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-1785894385944621018</id><published>2011-05-15T10:37:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T11:01:32.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Filters Subconscious and Intentional</title><summary type='text'>Last week, I received three very different publications which, upon lining them in my pile, made me realize just how overriding (?) my "place" filter is when buying and reading new poetry.

Even in my from-the-hip reviews, I tend to remark upon the setting (or the sense of setting, with which I sometimes have to grapple or even invent for myself if the poet has been negligent). The "where" is how</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/1785894385944621018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=1785894385944621018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/1785894385944621018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/1785894385944621018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/05/filters-subconscious-and-intentional.html' title='Filters Subconscious and Intentional'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-6109990618042752590</id><published>2011-05-08T22:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T22:57:25.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Something's on your mind.</title><summary type='text'>

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</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/6109990618042752590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=6109990618042752590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/6109990618042752590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/6109990618042752590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/05/somethings-on-your-mind.html' title='Something&apos;s on your mind.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/oGIkUj69W2g/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-1334096751647445663</id><published>2011-05-08T10:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T10:24:36.035-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Mamas everywhere, happy day to you! (&amp; some news!)</title><summary type='text'>I have a cake in the oven for mine. She wanted a peanut butter cake this year-- I have never made a peanut butter cake (icing, sure), and didn't have much time this weekend to find a good recipe. So I swallowed some snobbery and went with a recipe that got reviews that describe a cake like my mother would flip out over- it happens to be a doctored box mix cake. Ugh.

(Just recently, I was at M's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/1334096751647445663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=1334096751647445663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/1334096751647445663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/1334096751647445663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/05/big-mamas-everywhere-happy-day-to-you.html' title='Big Mamas everywhere, happy day to you! (&amp; some news!)'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pBiwOH6cA4/Tcam4R5ujYI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/n_Kv9vfDuLk/s72-c/laked+fielded+blanked.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-378074194495308794</id><published>2011-05-07T12:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T12:11:29.517-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TAIGA A Five Dolla Holla!</title><summary type='text'>As mentioned, in honor of springtime and in TAIGA going out to Brooklyn to be among  some really lovely books in Farrah Field and Jared White's Berl's Brooklyn Poetry Shop, Issue A is on sale for FIVE buck$ pp. Get yourself one while the sale/supplies last...

You can go to taigajournal.com to find out more about the issue.

Unsolicited submissions will be invited from poets who order a copy.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/378074194495308794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=378074194495308794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/378074194495308794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/378074194495308794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/05/taiga-five-dolla-holla.html' title='TAIGA A Five Dolla Holla!'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V0N6RoqGKRI/TcVuEsP5HcI/AAAAAAAAA-U/CuGjX-q1PDg/s72-c/Taiga+A+Cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-2776060135634092556</id><published>2011-05-07T09:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T09:03:38.374-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A sincerely satirical note upon watching my bf avoid my rainbowgasmic Anthropologie salt cellar at dinner.</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-US   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                                     &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/2776060135634092556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=2776060135634092556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/2776060135634092556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/2776060135634092556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/05/sincerely-satirical-note-upon-watching.html' title='A sincerely satirical note upon watching my bf avoid my rainbowgasmic Anthropologie salt cellar at dinner.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-7471310911110396590</id><published>2011-05-06T21:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T21:17:21.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spinning Jenny &amp; Berl's Brooklyn Toppled Wedding Cake</title><summary type='text'>a.) M is on his way up to Michigan right now. He's helping his father put in the pier (and maybe build an extra section of it because M Senior bought a pontoon). Were it not Mama's Day Sunday, I'd be Dramamined up in the backseat right now with a cup of McDonald's black decaf and this morning's Elvis Duran show in my ears (I had too busy a morning at work to listen!).

I love summer so very, very</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/7471310911110396590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=7471310911110396590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/7471310911110396590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/7471310911110396590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/05/spinning-jenny-berls-brooklyn-toppled.html' title='Spinning Jenny &amp; Berl&apos;s Brooklyn Toppled Wedding Cake'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mMbWvRl_scQ/TcScU6iMk2I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/ecXtlbc4gK8/s72-c/Cortneys+Cake+II+95.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-5233479867497478237</id><published>2011-05-05T05:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T06:51:49.977-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Soft by Douglas Piccinnini</title><summary type='text'>Soft was published by The Cultural Society (Zach Barocas, ed) last year. I got it in the mail yesterday (I love when I forgot I ordered something and *voila* there it is one afternoon!). I've never ordered anything from this press before- only enjoyed their additions (issues) of poetry and imagery. The publication is a bit like the original Sixth Finch- very well integrated- if a little less </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/5233479867497478237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=5233479867497478237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/5233479867497478237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/5233479867497478237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/05/soft-by-douglas-piccinnini.html' title='Soft by Douglas Piccinnini'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bRbC_6MKnLE/TcJxEGq9jCI/AAAAAAAAA-M/DrwOdLVWkOE/s72-c/soft.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-176399967231263480</id><published>2011-05-04T20:56:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T21:04:56.695-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Indy Reviewed: Jersey's Cafe</title><summary type='text'>Warning: this is not a happy review. And it's not a review of the food at Jersey's Cafe. I didn't get a chance to eat it.

So, celebrity chefs are noticing Indianapolis. They're paying visits and the restaurants featured on their programs are typically -crowded.- There are waits. Long waits. In each of my experiences with these restaurants in the throes of their 15 Minutes, the wait has been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/176399967231263480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=176399967231263480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/176399967231263480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/176399967231263480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/05/indy-reviewed-jerseys-cafe.html' title='Indy Reviewed: Jersey&apos;s Cafe'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-3106944601527008148</id><published>2011-05-02T06:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T06:48:03.885-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It means we'll manage.</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/3106944601527008148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=3106944601527008148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/3106944601527008148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/3106944601527008148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/05/it-means-well-manage.html' title='It means we&apos;ll manage.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/gEzdG2kqPtM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-7838415024609096822</id><published>2011-04-30T10:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T10:58:11.372-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The real glop on Perhaps a Girl Elsewhere</title><summary type='text'>Gina and Adam Strauss have an interesting back-n-forth on the Birds of Lace site. It does way better justice to the fact of the matter than any reaction I could write to the chapbook, which still stands as lovely. 

If you could time travel to any time and place, where/when would it be and why? 
A Versace runway show in the early 1990’s.

What are your greatest hopes &amp; fears around writing? 
My </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/7838415024609096822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=7838415024609096822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/7838415024609096822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/7838415024609096822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/04/real-glop-on-perhaps-girl-elsewhere.html' title='The real glop on Perhaps a Girl Elsewhere'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-5471628040312226215</id><published>2011-04-24T20:40:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T21:04:21.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Sunday looks like (aka How Everyone Under the Age of 40 Still Sits at the Kids Table).</title><summary type='text'>

3 Layers.
Easter's a favorite holiday of mine (obviously, by the enthusiasm of cake displayed this weekend)-- I love that my own family celebrates it and that M's family celebrates it. I mean, frankly, I just love having reasons to make cakes for people.

A few weeks ago, my mother texted all of us: "Do you guys want to color eggs, or is that too childish?"

Um, childish? I haven't colored an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/5471628040312226215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=5471628040312226215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/5471628040312226215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/5471628040312226215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-sunday-looks-like-aka-how-everyone.html' title='What Sunday looks like (aka How Everyone Under the Age of 40 Still Sits at the Kids Table).'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AaU9A-cO6Jc/TbTCWToZAwI/AAAAAAAAA8w/9C84GcgMqis/s72-c/weekend9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-4382362611686145593</id><published>2011-04-24T08:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T22:57:45.949-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Saturday looks like.</title><summary type='text'>


Ma boy who watches me write the poetreez.



If you click on this photo to enlarge it, beware I have your IP Address. ;)



Ma boyz.



Ma beerz. 



Ma boy'z girl. 



Ma boy'z art. 



Ma art.  
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/4382362611686145593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=4382362611686145593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/4382362611686145593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/4382362611686145593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-saturday-looks-like.html' title='What a Saturday looks like.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KgI_7CMWsSA/TbQYD6WNT2I/AAAAAAAAA8U/_-6fTvgNYTk/s72-c/weekend1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-556897172564108096</id><published>2011-04-23T17:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T17:52:49.432-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing completely ever.</title><summary type='text'>Favorite song from Taiga A contributor Jana Hunter's band-project, Lower Dens. It's also how I'm feeling today. Clearly.

Jana Hunter always manages to make me feel so full of love for my problems. 

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/556897172564108096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=556897172564108096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/556897172564108096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/556897172564108096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/04/nothing-completely-ever.html' title='Nothing completely ever.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/FEQl3vD0kco/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-8290604049155593759</id><published>2011-04-22T20:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T20:09:03.181-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So I found my scratched all to hell ripped copy of Songs for Drella and my Berlin cassette tape and I have an avocado that needs to be eaten pronto.</title><summary type='text'>

I don't need to tell you how 2003 I feel right now. And you don't need to tell me how my 2003 is your 1990. xo</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/8290604049155593759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=8290604049155593759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/8290604049155593759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/8290604049155593759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/04/so-i-found-my-scratched-all-to-hell.html' title='So I found my scratched all to hell ripped copy of Songs for Drella and my Berlin cassette tape and I have an avocado that needs to be eaten pronto.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/MzwY7fcdg8w/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-837866764483381275</id><published>2011-04-21T07:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T17:52:46.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Perhaps a girl elsewhere...</title><summary type='text'>Gina Abelkop at Birds of Lace included a new chapbook by Adam Strauss when she sent along Rohin's. I'm especially grateful to her because (wait for it!) I was not familiar with Adam Strauss' poetry. I think after this chapbook, his reputation as a ladies-man will precede him. (Just kidding, Adam Strauss!) No, really, this is a chapbook about girls/women/feminiwomen/nature that contains them all.
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/837866764483381275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=837866764483381275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/837866764483381275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/837866764483381275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/04/perhaps-girl-elsewhere.html' title='Perhaps a girl elsewhere...'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z-w8J7v_LgE/TbASEUFui3I/AAAAAAAAA8I/tjSPX10wed4/s72-c/adam+strauss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-4309114132144896534</id><published>2011-04-20T20:37:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T20:55:57.965-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The first draft of a poem compared to the last draft of a poem... and the story in-between.</title><summary type='text'>I was going through my Word folders and came across the finished draft of a ms that was going to be a chapbook but never was. The press that was going to publish it was a very cool new press, and the editor is a very talented poet in his own right. But then everything just kinda went silent, and since I completely understand how that works, myself, and I didn't feel like bugging him, and since I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/4309114132144896534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=4309114132144896534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/4309114132144896534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/4309114132144896534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/04/first-draft-of-poem-compared-to-last.html' title='The first draft of a poem compared to the last draft of a poem... and the story in-between.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-1331090153577149505</id><published>2011-04-17T13:19:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T18:50:15.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Word For/Word makes my Sunday.</title><summary type='text'>Jonathan Minton has released Word For/Word #18 to the world-wide web, and, as always, the issue is kick-ass. My favorites so far are the works by Sara Michas-Martin and Andrew Topel (never heard of either one before fifteen minutes ago). SM-M has a website with links to more of her work-- I'm totally printing some off to read during meditation in my yoga class this afternoon (apparently, this is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/1331090153577149505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=1331090153577149505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/1331090153577149505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/1331090153577149505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/04/word-forword-makes-my-sunday.html' title='Word For/Word makes my Sunday.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-4146405025896361188</id><published>2011-04-15T06:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T06:41:05.744-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Literally Pennies</title><summary type='text'>

Rohin captures the castle.


With some very creative budgeting, I was able to live month-to-month on  literally pennies; I took advantage of every art opening, every catered  product launch, every open bar; I lived in a cheap apartment in a shitty  neighborhood; I ate about two meals a day; I’d walk two to four miles  into Manhattan because (1) I couldn’t afford an unlimited Metrocard then  and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/4146405025896361188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=4146405025896361188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/4146405025896361188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/4146405025896361188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/04/literally-pennies.html' title='Literally Pennies'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-elZpsXAJT6Q/TagfVNC-FEI/AAAAAAAAA8A/bQSQAEwmEpc/s72-c/rohins+book.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-840630904197931804</id><published>2011-04-14T21:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T21:01:58.651-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What springtime looks like inside a cell phone.</title><summary type='text'>

TRUST ME. NOW.



The reservoir.



Words of wisdom from one Mexican hotel to a million American lushes.



The fraggle on his balcony.



Hi-tech billet-doux.



M stands for margarita.



M stands for Moving Mmmmsucks.



M stands for My new dress after a business dinner (omg I do those now?) this evening.
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/840630904197931804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=840630904197931804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/840630904197931804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/840630904197931804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-springtime-looks-like-inside-cell.html' title='What springtime looks like inside a cell phone.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QsUFNLNbKlI/TaeXMxuAziI/AAAAAAAAA7g/ye4tkubVm3I/s72-c/cell+phone+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-4615774169604033720</id><published>2011-04-12T20:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T20:23:07.204-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday Amazingness</title><summary type='text'>Can there be anything nicer than knowing you've worked, ran, and cleaned before the sun has set and you have an oven full of the most delicious rosemary/wine/lamb aroma spilling into the rest of the apartment? In addition to Abba's Voulez-Vous on the record player, Bell's Oberon and in the fridge, and a sweethearted fella on his way over?

If there is something nicer, it's the springlike </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/4615774169604033720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=4615774169604033720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/4615774169604033720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/4615774169604033720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/04/tuesday-amazingness.html' title='Tuesday Amazingness'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-6871403152791669030</id><published>2011-04-11T06:46:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T06:47:52.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Intrigue you may access right this very minute.</title><summary type='text'>Simon Evans' Island Time notebook, filled cover to cover with color, question, and guyish handwriting at Puppyflowers.

Leslie Patron at La Petite Zine. He always caterpillars up to me.

Tasha Marren has emotive wordplay in Little Red Leaves. twenty-seven memories for water.

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In the October 1914 issue, you find Alice Corbin Henderson's review of Des Imagistes.Oh la la.

If you're an associative-history nerd, you can find many fun things to read here just by clicking</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/9051603827505210358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=9051603827505210358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/9051603827505210358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/9051603827505210358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/04/as-close-to-sentimental-as-ill-ever-get.html' title='As close to sentimental as I&apos;ll ever get.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-1641750030226430587</id><published>2011-04-10T11:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T11:14:26.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cartwheeling II</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/1641750030226430587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=1641750030226430587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/1641750030226430587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/1641750030226430587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/04/cartwheeling-ii.html' title='Cartwheeling II'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/LkDxRYiZb-c/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2354677529299452495.post-6215314287850850329</id><published>2011-04-10T09:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T16:14:39.412-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cartwheeling through an open field is the most fitting tribute to a beautiful spring weekend.</title><summary type='text'>4PM
70 degrees
clear skies, sunshine
cartwheels (M too)
muddy hiking
body-shaped impressions in the carpet of wildflowers 
White River (a little high)
M's light blue t-shirt 
Loki in the backseat
rental house scouting (little old houses, hardwood floors, neighbors who looked like us)
total sunset
pork chops
mashed red potatos
sweet red wine 
George Harrison (Living in the Material World), David </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/feeds/6215314287850850329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2354677529299452495&amp;postID=6215314287850850329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/6215314287850850329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2354677529299452495/posts/default/6215314287850850329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklyncopeland.blogspot.com/2011/04/cartwheeling-through-open-field-is-most.html' title='Cartwheeling through an open field is the most fitting tribute to a beautiful spring weekend.'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13055368062748686449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZlR27z7w0U/TyXxRywC9zI/AAAAAAAABLI/tXiXxISMUhU/s220/brix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
