Saturday, October 09, 2010

(Not a) Moon Over Manhattan

(Photo Credit: Moose, 10/8/10)

Sorry for the radio silence, kids. My typist had a busy teaching week and then took off for the Big Apple Thursday evening to attend a ginormous (gynormous?) lesbo shindig at the Center for Lesbian and Gay Studies. No time for details right now, as day two of this academic/community extravaganza is about to get underway. It's an amazing multi-generational gathering of scholars, poets, community members, and cultural workers who invented, resisted, inherited, and survived lesbian culture and community of the 1970s. Suffice it to say, there were hugs, tears, knowing laughs, harrowing herstories, and pearls of wisdom passed along in session after packed session that concluded late last night with a group poetry reading that featured, among others, Cheryl Clarke, Jan Clausen, Joan Larkin, and Elizabeth Lorde-Rollins, daughter of the late Audre Lorde, who beautifully read some of her mother's and her own poetry.

More soon! We've got a date with a bunch of hot cranky women who gave us the dream of a better world and the guts and the tools to try to build it. Peace out, sister/wimmin/warrior/pals.


  1. Have fun in the City!!!!!! GO YANKEES!!!

  2. Enjoy, and send me some damned bagels if you think of it. And a gift card to Barney's!

    (If you think of it.)

  3. You can't "send" any damned bagels. If you don't eat them within a few hours after they come out of the oven, they are completely inedible. You gotta come to New York yourself if you wanna eat some fucken bagels!

  4. Incredibly, no bagels were consumed in three splendid days in NYC, though a range of other ethnic delicacies were. Chinese! Turkish! And a couple of truly excellent martinis. A satisfying adventure, no matter how you slice it.

  5. no matter how you slice it.

    HAHAHAHAH! Good one!

    There are some seriously fucken good Turkish restaurants in Midtown.


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