Not much of anything.
My 2002 Magnetic Poetry Calendar:
My 2002 Magnetic Poetry Calendar:
Midnight, aka LBlS, has spent twelve of the last eighteen days hospitalized. The Prof elected not to have an exploratory surgery done that would have definitively diagnosed her problem, but odds are she has lymphoma of the gastrointestinal track. She no longer willingly eats anything except dried tuna flakes, and only three or four of…
I do hope she does “After All” tonight, MRG. The Socialist would call it yet another example of the “depressive” music I seem drawn to, but I think it’s anything but that. After All – music and lyrics by Dar Williams Go ahead, push your luck Find out how much love the world can hold…
There once was a kitten with wings Who did many kitten-like things. She tangled with kites, And took long lazy flights After anything airborne that sings. ~Lawrence J. Levine, from “Kitten With Wings” AQuietEvening’s entry put the yen in my zen to go out and get myself a kite. This is not a brand new…
That’s how The Socialist refers to Tuesdays … at least how he refers to them during the current semester. Tuesday is the only day he’s teaching an evening class this semester, making it the longest day of his week. Today I’m inclined to agree with him. -I’ve forgotten my employee ID/pass and my keys, making…
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I stand outside the church, anonymous among neighbors. They know each other. I do not. They speak of new cars, aging houses, children at college and weekend chores. I try to read a book I brought along to help with the wait or I pretend to read while I eavesdrop. The doors to the churchâs…
WOW!
I want some magnetic poetry stuffs…
They’ve got a game of it at the store.
And, when I get enough money, I’m getting that, because it’s got a lot.
I’ve always wanted some…
i love it! i look forward to reading the magnetic poem of the day. 🙂 lordy! i’m having flashbacks of parasit…
Is that you office at work? Wow – my boss would have a stroke to see all that stuff on the walls! I’m not even allowed to hang the clock up!
Is that a poster of parasite eggs I see on your bullentin board? Seem to remember something like that from my tech days.
I want some magnetic poetry too.