Posted in humor, psychology, trivia on Sep 29th, 2007
If you’re new here, you may want to subscribe to my RSS feed. Thanks for visiting!Two stories about parents saying, “What do you say?” …
Richard’s was with his mother, a posh English lady, and his four year old son, Christopher, in a greengrocer’s in Kensington. The greengrocer offered Christopher a banana. As he took [...]
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Posted in poetry, psychology on Sep 27th, 2007
untitled: “She’s walking…”
She’s walking the beach
arranging garbage
in meaningful patterns
Here, take this shell
No, put it over there
There’s a bottle top
and a piece of string
Will she tie her mind together
or bottle her emotions
or sail away in a seashell boat
and see how far she can float
click on the pidgeon to home
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Posted in moans, this blog, trivia on Sep 27th, 2007
i looked at my science page,
these essays are wonderful
why isn’t the world running to my page?
sand on vibrating plates
answer he said to the net to the void
click on the pidgeon to home
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Posted in poetry, this blog, trivia on Sep 25th, 2007
The Bourgeois Blues: my Leonard Cohen story
This concerns Lee Harper’s amazing first poetic outpouring, which my father sent to Leonard Cohen. Lee was, and is, beautiful, so Ted enclosed a “head shot”.
A few days later Ted said to me, “You write poetry,” and then something like, “Wow! Your good. You’re really [...]
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Posted in poetry, psychology, this blog, trivia on Sep 24th, 2007
Brenda!
There’s a hole in my heart
oh dear me
links? Franes Penney-Bethune, “Beth’s hole in the heart wasn’t Spain, it was me…”
there’s a hole in the heart of that century
Gerda’s back in the news Ted, Gerda Taro, the hole in my father’s heart…
Lucky wouldn’t let me moan my way into there
as I moaned he sang with me
and [...]
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Posted in Uncategorized on Sep 23rd, 2007
I’ve posted a page on mallow
I was going round to my friend Annie’s birthday and had nothing to bring except mallow from the garden. She was delighted. She had a bit of a cough and, she’s from Quebec, “Malva, in french, this is mal va. ‘Bad go.’ My mother gives this to us for many [...]
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