Trivia post? What trivia post?

No, I didn’t delete a post after realizing that it should really wait until I’d posted the interviews for the upcoming show. Whyever would I do that?

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I swear I will finish typing someday…

Someday I will finish typing up the transcript of my interview with the incomparable Wendy Brown-Baez, and then turn to the task of editing it down into an article for your edification. Someday I will also figure out a reasonable length for a list of interview questions. Oh, and I have plans to learn American Sign Language too. Just thought I’d throw that in there. In the meantime, here is one of her poems. Enjoy.

FOR THE CHILDREN OF HAITI AFTER THE HURRICANE 
all is as wing
all is as song
all is a story quietly told
while the wars are endlessly hunkered down
down the boys go, hole in the ground
down the grenades, the age-old fear
the night-soaked armor and bomb-blasted tearall is as wing
all is as gold
when the owners have nothing left to own
and poverty lines up, holds out its hand
and the child scrambles low, scrapes sand
for a kernel of rice, begs a handful of beans
more precious than pearlsall is well and all will be
wings, while wheels turn and clank,
war grins and grins, down forest, down
treasure, down moral motive and quest.
a bag of beans, the price of a bomb?
how can you compare, what does it mean?
I feel the earth groan and the seas heave and swell:
where will you be when you hear the death knell?

A Recap and a Good Cause

Well, the turnout tonight was admittedly a bit on the dismal side, which is a pity seeing as the performers were (in my opinion) even more spectacular than the night before. Quick recap:

Nancy Donoval: Oh. My. GOD. She has an informal and welcoming style you can’t help but sit back and enjoy. And she told a beautiful story, funny and sad and everything in between, that just drew me in like a black hole.

Andrea Stern: At the risk of repeating myself, oh. My. GOD. Okay, I thought the stuff I’d listened to online was good–that was nothing. She blew that out of the water. I was mesmerized just watching her pluck the strings; if you had told me that her hands had gained sentience and were doing it all on their own, I probably would’ve believed you.

Dean Seal: Heresy is fun! 🙂 Well, I already knew that. But Dean Seal brought a lot of cool new facets of Biblical characters to life through the readings of his plays. I particularly liked the one about Miriam of Magdala.

Kay Kirscht: Mmm, more awesome stories. I could get used to this. Everything she said was infused with such warmth and feeling that I felt like I was a little kid again, sitting cross-legged on the floor with my friends, waiting for the nice librarian lady to tell us another story.

Axial Age: Utterly, utterly kick-ass. The movie was chilling and haunting and mysterious; its grasp of the power of images and movement amazing. And the music just continued the awesomeness, surging back and forth between different emotions, swirling around and around inside my head.

In conclusion, I hereby sentence those of you who did not go to a lifetime of regret. The pain will never fade.

Also, Nancy Donoval needs your help. She has Multiple Chemical Sensitivity, a federally-recognized disability that makes it very hard for her to find safe housing. She is currently working on making an apartment safe, but this is a major strain on her finances. Please help out: we all need this paragon of awesome to continue telling stories. No donation is too small (or too big)! You can find more information, and/or donate online through the following address:

http://web.mac.com/nancydonoval/iWeb/SafeHomeForNancy/Donate.html

Or if the Internet’s not really your thing (though if so, why are you reading a blog?), you can send a check made out to Nancy Donoval, or cash, money orders, and in her words “lottery tickets, wooden nickels, and shiny, lucky pennies” to:

Nancy Donoval, 2415 24th Avenue South, Minneapolis, MN, 55406