Harlan? said Blurtso. What? said Harlan. Did you hear that? said Blurtso. Yes, said Harlan. What do you think it is? said Blurtso. I don’t know, said Harlan. It’s coming from downstairs, said Blurtso. Yes, said Harlan. Can you hear any breathing? said Blurtso No, said Harlan. It must be very small, said Blurtso. Yes, said Harlan, maybe it’s a bird, or a snake. A snake? said Blurtso. Yes, said Harlan. Don’t they go south? said Blurtso. I’m not sure, said Harlan. They must, said Blurtso, Boston is too cold for a snake. Unless he’s in a barn, said Harlan. Yes, said Blurtso, with solar heating and laminated windows. You have laminated windows? said Harlan. Yes, said Blurtso. No wonder it’s so warm, said Harlan. Can snakes climb ladders? said Blurtso. I don’t think so, said Harlan, unless they’re circus snakes. Circus snakes? said Blurtso. Yes, said Harlan. Hey, said Blurtso, there he goes again! Yes, said Harlan. But that was a jerky sound, said Blurtso, it didn’t sound like a snake at all. No it didn’t, said Harlan. Unless, said Blurtso, it was a circus snake imitating another animal. Yes, said Harlan. Did you hear that? said Blurtso. No, said Harlan. That’s what I mean, said Blurtso, I think our snake has gone. I don’t know, said Harlan, snakes can be very quiet. That’s true, said Blurtso, we could have a barnful of snakes and not even know it. Yes, said Harlan. Maybe I should pull up the ladder, said Blurtso. There, can you hear anything now? No, said Harlan. Neither can I, said Blurtso. Maybe we should get some sleep, said Harlan. It’s going to be hard, said Blurtso, with the silence of the snakes.
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“Blurtso begins to fit in”
“Blurtso signs up for the wrong class”
“Bonny and Pablo go for tapas”
“Blurtso enjoys things that fall”
There goes another snowflake, said Blurtso. I like to watch things that fall—leaves, feathers, snowflakes—things just a little heavier than air. There’s something relaxing in watching them let go, something soothing in their acceptance and lack of direction, their trust in the cycle… of soil and stars.
“Blurtso makes a resolution”
It’s a new year… I guess I’d better make a resolution. Let’s see… “this year I resolve to…” hmm… “I resolve…” hmm… what does that mean…? To be “resolved,” to be “determined,” to be “unyielding in one’s purpose,” to be “intransigent,” “inveterate,” “obdurate,” and “inflexible.” Hmm, I don’t really like that. I think being flexible is the key to happiness. Of course, flexibility implies rigidity, that is, something to be “flexible” about. Hmm… what I need is a resolution that is both rigid and flexible… I know!… “This year I resolve… to be less resolved.”
“Pablo sings his songs”
Here are some songs I’ve written.
Audio PlayerCliffs of the heart
Audio PlayerYou can’t say yes
Audio PlayerThe best we can do
Audio PlayerThe snow is melting
Audio PlayerSlipping into stone
Audio PlayerOut of line
Audio PlayerKindness
Audio PlayerUndo what’s done
Audio PlayerDevil’s Sister
Audio PlayerLiar sun
Audio PlayerBecause I love you
Audio PlayerThe hope it is
Audio PlayerLetting go
Audio PlayerCrossroads night
Audio PlayerTake me there
Audio PlayerAll I want is a breeze
Audio PlayerThe beginning of you
Audio PlayerHell on the inside
Audio PlayerThe kingdom meant for me
Audio PlayerEight ounces of water
Audio PlayerGo around
Audio PlayerCatch, glide and shove
Audio PlayerToo late for you
Audio PlayerThis girl do
Audio PlayerSleeping where the rich people play
Audio PlayerOf all the gold
Audio PlayerEcho
Audio PlayerAfraid this time
Audio PlayerTenderness
Audio PlayerA safe place to go
Audio PlayerSeize the moment
Audio PlayerHaven’t had yet
Audio PlayerMy Michelle
Audio PlayerCruel shapes
Audio PlayerYou made him a promise
Audio PlayerSeventh day
Audio PlayerMy baby’s arms
Audio PlayerMore than the blues
Audio PlayerDrink beer on stage
Audio PlayerI’m in you
Audio PlayerSave me
Audio PlayerGiraffe