Author: Patti Niehoff

I read and I write and I think. I survive.

What poetry form am I?

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I’m the lai, with no sortOf grave, solemn thought,And IWill never be caughtBy miseries sought,Nor sigh;Where battles are foughtOr arguments brought,I fly. What Poetry Form Are You?

The arrival

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So they are home, and moblogged even. The men are exhausted, need baths, and at least one of them has successfully grown a beard. Buck is not as pleased with his beard as he’d planned to be, seeing as a fair percentage of it is gray. He seems to have the notion that he ended … Continue reading The arrival

home again

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I sit and watch “The Martian Chronicles” on TV, which is Ray Bradbury’s most hated cinematic rendering of any of his works. The cats are lumped around me. Soon, this won’t be a quiet house any more – Peter and Buck come home today – in a few hours, as a matter of fact. I’m … Continue reading home again

Saving the world through beaurocracy

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You know, of course, that “dihydrogen monoxide” is water, right? From Guardian Unlimited… Wednesday March 24, 2004 The city councillors of Aliso Viejo in Orange County, California, are well-meaning, socially responsible people. And when they came across the huge threat posed to their constituents by dihydrogen monoxide they did what any elected official should do: … Continue reading Saving the world through beaurocracy