Michael Hood It floats alive into shore in rippling brown waves, little grape-like clusters and frilly ‘leaves,’ fresh and almost becoming with the scent of the sea. But then it piles itself up a long vulnerable shorelines, sometimes up to 10 feet high, then rots and and reeks. It smel[...]
Posts Tagged ‘Michael Hood’
January 15th, 2016 - 7:43 am § in Misc.
Michael Hood: It smells like rotten eggs and putrefying fish.
December 27th, 2015 - 1:43 pm § in Misc.
Michael Hood: After she fainted
Michael Hood at Île-à-Vache. The story: At the Monday Mache in Madame Bernard (our local big city) an old woman near me under a thatch market shelter, fell down with a cry. I was being silly with my iphone with a flock of little girls on the adjacent path. We all turned to look as […][...]
December 17th, 2015 - 2:49 pm § in Misc.
What MH Does at Dawn
Michael Hood I have to pinch myself, even yet, after the decades of electronic miracles. I’m sitting at my iPad in Haiti, its 5:30, the roosters are trying to outdo each other as the morning light creeps in; my brain’s in Ferndale, Washington, 1958; an earnest young man named Waleed who [...]
December 15th, 2015 - 4:26 pm § in Misc.
Michael Hood: The rudder falls off but the phone survived
Michael Hood I was raised on the water. We lived at the beach and had boats in Puget Sound. I’m comfortable there. Can’t remember ever being afraid- probably don’t have the proper respect for the sea, but there you are. No brains, no headache. Mondays, here in Haiti, I cram myself [...]
December 14th, 2015 - 12:46 pm § in Misc.
Michael Hood: From the throne in Haiti
View from my outhouse: Sitting here, I am king of all I see, although no one has the slightest idea I am sitting here. This must be how the Illuminati feel.[...]
December 9th, 2015 - 8:19 pm § in Misc.
Michael Hood:
Michael Hood I needed, finally, to be shorn. Nothing else would do. I was scaring the children; my hair was never not greasy from lack of hot water; the Haitian humidity gave each of my curly locks a life of its own. Each hair unaccountable to me, let alone to the stern government recently elected. [...]
December 7th, 2015 - 2:00 pm § in Misc.
Michael scares toddlers
Michael Hood Les Cayes, Haiti · I scare small children in this place- the 3 and 4 year olds, the toddlers. At first they’re just wide-eyed, but as I draw nearer, they burst into terrified, seemingly inconsolable screaming. I’m a lumbering pale monster with hair crazed by subtropical [...]
November 30th, 2015 - 10:09 am § in Misc.
Michel Hood: Boarding a plane in steerage
Michael Hood The snarling old man, his stick in hand, was given distance and the highest respect by the masses sweeping towards the flightway; he was dissatisfied.[...]
Michael Hood A real Haitian Christmas feast