Wind

I love forceful wind in the spring. It brings a chill and a pressure, and I frequently perceive a change in the way gravity pulls at my body – like the wind is holding me up, and it could drop me or toss me across the world without a moment’s notice. There’s a strange thrill in that perceived loss of power.

Forceful wind in the summer, on the other hand, is a punch in the face of dry heat and dirt from the construction zone across the street.

Come inside and escape the frequent windstorms at the first Helicon West of the summer! Tonight (May 25th) at 7 PM we will gather in the Logan Library for an all-open mic poetry night. Don’t forget – it’s in the Bonneville Room through the summer. When you enter the library and get into the hall, it’s the first door on the left. The only door on the left, actually. It’s on the left. We’ll have Caffe Ibis coffee!

 

Also: Hello! Sorry for the late notice. Bear with me while I figure out this whole blogging thing.