And to move from acerbics

a couple of links to lisa jarnot's robert duncan work:


http://www.angelfire.com/poetry/lisajarnot/duncan.html

http://humanities.uchicago.edu/orgs/review/452/Jarnot_Symmes.html


she's also a great poet, which lauren showed me last summer.

there's also the recently posted duncan issue of jacket


i hiked all the way up strawberry canyon today. the canyon is a pretty steep ravine that proceeds directly up from dwight way in berkeley, a pretty steep climb, mostly through chapparal (the dry grass and shrubland habitat) which is grassy and punctuated by groves of oak, but also eucalyptus (orignally introduced to prevent soil erosion after the felling of the ginormous redwoods near the stream beds). there was a half eaten deer carcass (there are mountain lions up there, but they're pretty timid). i had zac's tree book with me. i sat in the grass between a coast live oak, and a tree which is unfortunately called the digger pine ("digger" was the derogatory term for the indians here - they were thought especially primitive.) but, it also has the somewhat more palatable name bull pine, and it does resemble a bull, a large, bulky, stout kind of tree.

towards the bottom of the canyon are lots of different eucalyptus, which i'm ambivalent about, and a bit further up the hill, something called green wattle, which is an australian acacia. berkeley especially has tons of introduced trees.

also, walking home, lots of washingtonia palms, sweetgums, lemon and lime trees, and also a tangerine tree.