Yesterday Was My Birthday

8/26/1989 - my month, day, and year of birth

This was the poem verse daily posted on my birthday titled No.7, Black Form, 1964 by Martin Rock

Raven desired a doorway to language
so he turned himself into a grain of sand
& crawled inside your glass of water.
He grew inside you until every color was influenced
by his thirst to speak. In this mythology,
pillars of smoke outside your window: a dark planet perceived as the coming of night.
The clouded roman helmet is also a feather
& the faces have crows' feet mewling from their eyes. Stare at an unchanging object
and you cause change around it. So prove the stars.
Remain fixed & the future approaches as liquid& all is swallowed. So shows the river. Here we kneel
to drink. Here our skulls fuse like bottles in the fire.

http://www.versedaily.org/2013/blackform1964.shtml

BHBITB

http://vimeo.com/29436934
http://bhbitb.com/distractions/

DC/Baltimore based video artist
 Joshua Haycraft.  Saw his work this year at artscape

Though the first link/vid is about wasteful, consumer culture, I could still watch it for a long time.