East, West, and the Nones of February

I remember now

what I had forgotten

about the time and the tides and America

And America.

I remember what I had forgotten.

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Shakespeare was wrong.

It was not the Ides of March that people should beware, it was the Nones of February.

And those days, that lurk around it.

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My God, it’s good to go out again. First time in a while. And good to be going out on the East Coast. LA/Socal is a different beast, it’s oddly cold and impersonal. A state very few of us are stranger to, but East Coast compensates for it with some really humanistic artists. People who care, and are compassionate about things other than themselves.

I found the greater LA area to be a place that largely lived up to its stereotypes. A shallow place, filled with shallow people.

There were of course exceptions. And braving sub-zero weather to attend tonight’s function, needless to say I missed the weather of Southern LA.

But there was a warmth coming off that crowd at the spoken word venue, that had no measure, no equal in the toasty beaches of California.

Great fun. Will post pictures later.

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