Wednesday, March 27, 5:00 pm, free.

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All photos by Alan Goodin

Gil Colgate presented his fourth volume of poetry, “Smokehouse,” Wednesday the 27th of March at 5pm at the Library.

The grope

It was a delicious finger tingling mind blinding grope
That would make me famous, at least that was my hope
But no one would believe me, and she just laughed it off
The police won’t help press charges – they simply smile and scoff
I tried a cross complaint that she had resisted
But the press informed me they’d already desisted
Since it’s all about the press these days: facts are no longer needed
When the press announces, the proof is already conceded.

In my case, Al, my grope was so unimportant as to not even amuse
The press has decided my grope is not news
The lady I groped won’t get much from her defense
Her virtue left her long ago, so she’s now on the proverbial fence
That nothing matters except results and money
That includes truth. Isn’t reality peculiar and funny?

I groped her; at least my memory declares I did. Al, at least I tried
What reason could there ever be to think that I had lied?
But with the press today there is such acceleration
Most events conclude upon the moment of accusation.

The practiced eye.

With practiced eye upon the audience, he said
“I can predict the future.” That got‘em: they blinked.
“Not what will happen to each of you,” he finked,
“But since today is built upon yesterday,
And tomorrow on what happens today
Tomorrow will be very much like today.
And those of you who are alive, tomorrow
Will feel pretty much like you feel right now.
Like: today is yesterday’s tomorrow.
Of course, some of you will die, but those of you who do
Probably aren’t feeling very well today
Yes, accidents happen but let’s talk about
What we can expect.

Nothing really ever happened in the past
Nothing ever happens in the future.
Happenings take place only once: not then, not then.

Wasn’t yesterday pretty much just like today?
Well tomorrow will be likewise, as you slide through
The permitted intervals that constitute a day.
Actually when you think about it, nothing much has happened
Since this earth of ours started cooling and water formed.
Life started – either sparked – or simply
Chemical metabolism. It started, single celled, and then more.
Plants and then moving plants and then thinking plants,
Then animals including us. The planet heats, the planet cools,
The tectonic plates shudder, and with them little games are played.
Three times there are large extinctions of living things,
But the oceans didn’t care. And there will be more – meantimes –
Today is much like yesterday which is pretty much the same
As today. Hope you’re satisfied, ‘cause that’s all you’re going to get.
But, if you’ve heard me or read me – you’re lucky – you’ve lived.
Stretch. Think. Think how damn lucky you are. You’ve lived.
Think of all that hasn’t. Think rocks. Think dirt. Think. You are alive.”
That got’em: they blinked again.

Gil studied poetry at college but upon graduating left for a career that eventually would have to support five children. Upon retiring to Oaxaca ten years ago he started writing full time.

Refreshments will be served.
March 27, 2013.

CODICES-A LECTURE BY LINDA MARTIN – All photos by Alan L. Goodin



Wednesday, January 16th at 5 pm. Cost: $100 pesosOaxaca Lending Library and Monday, February 25 – 5 pm – $100 pesos. Oaxaca Lending Library, Pino Suárez 519.

Photo by Alan Goodin

Photo by Alan Goodin

BACK BY POPULAR DEMAND—a fun, informative and illustrated talk to learn about Oaxaca before Cortez. Lord 8 Deer and Lady 6 Monkey. Sacred hallucinogenic plants: the Zapotec’s express route to the gods. Codex images in Oaxaca graffiti, Frida, Tamayo, Toledo and Disney. Antiquity, with a zany modern touch.
All Photos by Alan L. Goodin

EDWARD PETERSON-Died 21 September 2011

A Goodbye to a Dear Friend

Ed Peterson.jpg   Ed Peterson, allegedly age 81, died here on September 21. A longtime resident of Oaxaca, Ed was a proud U.S. veteran.  He worked in San Diego and also at the prestigious Princeton University library in New Jersey as a Librarian. His experience, skills and love of books made a huge contribution to our library.

Ed was a valuable member of the OLL Book Committee, he contributed sage and sometimes contrarian opinions to each meeting. He worked tirelessly behind the scenes at the OLL checking donated books to see if they were duplications. Ed also was part of the team who converted OLL’s manual system over to the bar coded computerized system we use today.

With his friend Flor Bautista, Ed was an enthusiastic participant in OLL’s Saturday Intercambio program. He tutored countless Oaxacans who wanted to learn English. And, he was also not one to miss the opportunity to dance with Flor at her Oaxaca Spanish Magic language school parties.

Ed moved so often that he was an expert on furnished rentals in Oaxaca, but this last year he found a real home and a dear friend in his dueña.

Although Ed was a very private person he was also a strong presence in the OLL neighborhood, the streets around the library and in Jalatlatco will seem a little empty without him. What a sweet man.

A memorial gathering will be held at the library on Thursday, September 29th at twelve noon.

Thank you, Alan, for the kind words for our cousin, Ed Peterson. Sounds like you knew him well. Here are some “Ed Facts” for his friends in Oaxaca:

–Ed always maintained that his college roommate was Paul Newman. I believe it is true.
–He worked at the prestigious Harvard Lending Library and the Cornell University Business School Library, and eventually drove the Tompkins County (Ithaca, New York) Lending Library book mobile, as well.
–Alhough both straight men, Ed and I were on the cover of a poetry anthology called “The Gay Touch” from Crossing Press
–He held more jobs and lived in more places in both San Diego and Ithaca, New York than anyone we will ever know.
–Ed was one of the most well-read and had the most ecclectic reading habits of anyone I ever met.
–Each time I visited him in San Diego, he took me on a different tour — bars across the border, bars at the beach, bars in coast towns north of San Diego. I got the “Ed picture” everytime.

My one regret is that I was never able to take one of Ed’s special tours of Oaxaca.

He will be remembered and missed.

His cousin-in-law,
Jerry Rice, Trumansburg, NY and Port St. Lucie, FL

Tomas Vasquez Cuevas-Passed away 16 August 2011

Tomas Vasquez Cuevas passed away from complications associated with lymphoma in Dallas, Texas on August 16th of this year.

Tom was born in Yalalag, Oaxaca in 1951. As a young man he immigrated to the United States, working his way through college and getting a degree in Electrical Engineering. In 2005 he returned to his roots along with his wife Elaine. They bought land and built their dream home, in Santiago Ixtaltepec in the Teotitlan Valley, up on hill above the town and off the grid.

Tom and Elaine were great supporters of the Oaxaca Lending Library. Tom, along with Flor Bautista Carreño, headed up the Saturday Intercambios for several years. Tom was a handsome, gentle and loving man, always ready to laugh and to help with any task that needed doing. He worked tekio in his adopted village of Santiaguito where he also taught English to the children there. Last summer, during the mudslides and floods, Tom worked on a committee raising funds to clear and rebuild roads in his hometown of Yalalag. He was one-of-a-kind and there’s a big hole in Oaxaca without him.

Tom is survived by his wife Elaine, their dog Zena, son Aldo and daughters Jessica and Ardee, stepchildren Kara and Steve, all who live in the U.S., plus eight brothers and sisters on both sides of the border.


Saturday, September 3rdat 2:00 PM

Oaxaca Lending Library

Elaine will be present

“ON THE ROAD” with Janet Stanley to San Martin, Ocotlan, Santo Tomas and Coyotepec

On the Road” is a series of articles and photographs about what to do and see in Oaxaca. On March 7, 2011 Janet Stanley along with Oaxaca Lending Library (OLL) <> hosted a day-long tour to San Martin, famous for it’s beautifully constructed and painted wooden animals and other figures ( alebrijes in Spanish) at the home and factory (see slideshow below) of Jacobo and Maria Angeles

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After leaving Los familia Angeles we dined in San Martin at Resturant Azucena Zapoteca.

After comida we visited Ocotlan, famous for being the home to Adolfo Morales, a Meixcan surrealist painter, who incorporated elements of magic realism into his work <>. 

Next we stopped at Josefina Alguilar’s <> Ceramic Artisan in Ocotlan de Moreles. Home home is located just on the right as you enter Ocotlan. Photos from Josefina’s can be seen on my “On the Road” to Ocotlan, at  in Jaguar Speaks.