The Hay

The Hay
by Cody Clarke

Our bodies are covered in hay
so that not a speck of our clothes
or our skin can be seen
by the moonlight

We are itchy in all places
and we can’t stop laughing
and I’m holding your breast
for the very first time

My eyes are closed
and I can feel yours are too
and the moment we climb out
I will give you our first kiss

But until then
we will gyrate and twist
in the hilarious darkness
before the dawn

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Bumpkin Martial Arts Fan Haikus

A Series of Bumpkin Martial Arts Fan Haikus
by Cody Clarke

What with the words what
happen there on the bottom.
Chinamen pictures.

With the broom stick pole
what was twisted out the broom
and used for fightin’.

With the punches what
sound like a wah pow wah pow
wah pow wah pow pow.

Oh I love me them.
Bought a whole pallet of they
off of Cousin Scoot.


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Cody & Friends: Episode 1

The very first episode of my podcast Cody & Friends is up now! Download it and subscribe to the RSS here: Cody & Friends

My first guest is Jared Weil. I’m recording the second episode tomorrow with Maggie of DVD Talk fame! I won’t be posting anymore updates on here when new episodes go up. To be notified, just subscribe to the RSS feed on the site.

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Submit questions to my new podcast show!

This week I begin recording episodes of my new podcast show, Cody & Friends! Each episode will feature me and a guest talking about things. These guests will be friends I’ve worked with on creative projects. If you’d like us to answer your questions on our show, submit them via Formspring.

Hope you enjoy the show!

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View my DVD Collection!

Started using this awesome bit of software called Delicious Library 2 the other day. You can scan in books, DVDs, CDs, whatever by pointing the UPC at your computer camera and view the covers/info on a virtual shelf. I’ve done all my DVD’s, and you can check them out here:

Also, my new movie review show is coming very soon! Shooting the first episode this Thursday. It’ll be up on YouTube a few days after that.

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The Woman Who Sees Me

The Woman Who Sees Me
by Cody Clarke

Women on treadmills

Headphones blaring
the songs from all the stores
they frequent

as they face the world
through glass

Every time I walk down that street
to my girlfriend’s dorm
I stare them in the eyes

but they never look back
because their trance
is their whole personality

And kissing her at her door
I thank God
for The Woman Who Sees Me

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Who Made These Rules?

The only time I’ve ever done Yoga was in High School, and it wasn’t by choice. Though my school allowed its students to select their own classes, it was a crapshoot whether one’s guidance counselor would actually program it. Mostly they’d just shove you in whatever was low on students that semester. Which was how I ended up the lone boy in a sea of estrogen and camisoles.

On second thought, there might’ve been a few other dudes in the class besides me, but my eyes never saw them. I was in deep focus. It requires great concentration and discipline to spy on T&A. I learned every curve of my attractive classmates that semester, but I also learned something of a life lesson: anyone who purports that an activity must also involve spirituality is full of shit.

Before taking the class, I thought Yoga involved some degree of Hinduism or Buddhism. Hell, that’s the stereotype. But what we did in the class was just stretching and balance and strength training. Not a chi was harnessed. Not a nirvana was ‘striven for’. And not once did it occur to me that what we were doing, some see as heresy.

There is a Yoga teacher named Tara Stiles who has recently come under fire for teaching exactly the type of Yoga I did in public school so many years ago. There is a New York Times article about all this hubbub, but you have to register in order to see it, so fuck that shit. The basic gist is that pseudo-spiritual and spiritual types alike are getting on her case about not being traditional (translation: fundamentalist.) Her response is simple yet profound– “Who made these rules?” Preach on, girl.

Objectively, ‘Downward dog’ is just bending forward in a specific way. ‘Shavasana’ is just lying on your back. Hell, meditation is just closing your eyes, focusing on your breathing, and calming the fuck down. If one wants to bring their subjective spiritual beliefs into any of those activites, all the power to them. But to say certain beliefs are mandatory in order to ‘do it right’? That’s just a religion trying to own it.

The next time someone gets on you for ‘breaking the rules’ (whether you’re a filmmaker, a fireman, a dancer, who the fuck cares) ask yourself what they stand to lose by the rules being broken. Chances are its their power. And chances are they never deserved their throne in the first place.

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