Thursday, March 25, 2010

Old Florida

Dust, stale ice cube, palm frond, hint of pool chemical--I've been smelling that particular combination, or something close to it, off and on all day, and though it's probably just plain old carpet mold, it inevitably conjures up the Florida of my youth. I've been in Florida for all of 30 hours, but when I smell that smell, time slows and vats, and there I am, warm, wet, and deep in the sinkhole of my thoughts. I'm actually having the best time on my reading tour: sweet students, sweet conversations. And I'm liking the challenge of reading something new and different every day. Just now a thunderstorm is coming in from the Gulf. Outside, beneath the streetlights, the seagrape leaves look scorched.

Most of these pictures come from St. Petersburg and Pass-a-Grille....
















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My Reading Log. (The next week happens to be my version of National Poetry Month. To be updated through next Thursday.)

Tuesday, March 23: RUTGERS-NEWARK
--Two excerpts from THE BURNING HOUSE
--Excerpt from new memoir

Wednesday, March 24: VALENCIA COLLEGE, Orlando
--Excerpt from The BURNING HOUSE
--"Junta" from Famous Builder
--The Boy and His Mother Are Stuck!
--The Pillory
--Two excerpts from LAWNBOY
--Excerpt from new memoir

Thursday, March 25: ECKERD COLLEGE, St. Petersburg
--What Might Life Be Like in the 21st Century?
--Excerpt from "New World," FAMOUS BUILDER
--Excerpt from new memoir

Friday, March 26: USF, Tampa
--What Might Life Be Like in the 21st Century?
--The Pillory
--Excerpt from new memoir

Monday, March 29: MIAMI-DADE COLLEGE, Miami
--Excerpt from THE BURNING HOUSE
--What Might Life Be Like in the 21st Century?
--The Roofers
--Three excerpts from LAWNBOY
--Excerpt from new memoir

Earlier, as part of a class visit, I read The Pillory

Thursday, April 1: UNIVERSITY OF TAMPA, Tampa
--What Might Life Be Like in the 21st Century?
--The Roofers
--The Pillory
--Excerpt from new memoir

Earlier, as part of a class visit, I read:
--The Physics of the Known World
--The Boy and His Mother are Stuck!

8 comments:

Elisabeth said...

It sounds like a great trip full of powerful memories and wonderful images. Thanks, Paul.

Paul Lisicky said...

Thanks, Elisabeth. More to come...

Mark Doty said...

1. I am so glad the tour is fun and a pleasant adventure!

2. "Vat" is a wonderful verb.

3. The photos are very atmospheric; they do have the texture of a place passed by somehow,

4. It is evident that you like pelicans very much!

Paul Lisicky said...

Thank you, honey! Especially for what you say about "vat." I think it's usually used as a transitive verb. My use is different, obviously. I think I made it up, but maybe I've absorbed it from another source? More research needed.

Yes, I am scouting out pre-Disney, pre-mass travel Florida. If I have it in me, I'll take a shot of the largest shuffleboard court in the world, which still exists somewhere near downtown St. Pete.

Yes, I've also been quite fond of the pelican, simultaneously dopey, noble, and holy.

jayme said...

thank you for putting words to the odd taste that is the "stale ice cube." i've experienced it many a time in stuffy hotels, though i'm sure you have me beat.

sorry i wasn't at newark last week-last minute discussion for my online class. :>(

David@Montreal said...

Not having Florida in my past I appreciated your pics, and found some of them really evokative.

Took me a minute though to recognize those pellicans squating on the dock for what they are!

Guess I've got 'northern eyes.'

Thanks Paul.

Paul Lisicky said...

Too bad you couldn't make the Newark reading, Jayme. We ended up having the best time.

It's funny: I associate the stale ice cube smell with a bygone era. The motel I'm in right now, The USF La Quinta in Tampa, smells deliberately fruity, but it's a fruit I can't pin down in nature. If it were a color, it would definitely be in the deep pink-light orange zone.

Paul Lisicky said...

Thanks, David. Yes, those pelicans could easily be mistaken for church lady hats on top of those pilings.