I am in here.
Waking up to poetry, and the possibilities for today. Shabbat beginning at sundown, which is longer and longer off as the spring passes. I hope the daily trivia does not suck me into it, so that I end up wondering where all the time passed, and regretting. At the end of such a day, I … Continue reading days of words
We here, in my lovely hometown of Cincinnati, are preparing for an invasion the likes of which haven’t been seen here for a long time — seventeen years, to be exact. Our invasion will consist of three entities, Magicicada septendecim, M. cassini, and M. septendecula, aka cicadas, in unending quantities. Deafening quantities. Underfoot crunchiness. Overhead … Continue reading Invasion!
I keep a sort of personal anthology of poetry by other people, right here on the blog. It’s under “anthology” in the categories over there on the left, surprisingly enough. I get lots of hits on those things from school and university sites. I wonder if there are similar courses out there among the lot … Continue reading Poetry Hit Parade
They take my kitchen windows away to fix them. There will be thick plywood there until. Dreadful dark. I am not happy. I need the light or I will wither. And I will not cheer myself up with these, found in Dave Barry’s blog.
white pebble 