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- February 02
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This is one of
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emphasized that humanity can
easily manipulated to
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technology must take the blame
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I grew up on Narrows Avenue in Brooklyn, NY when that small section of the street between 69th street and Bliss Park or Owls Head Park or whatever the hell it is called lately had not even been paved. The weather here in Helsinki is just about the same as it…
Have you ever seen a lady with fried chicken in her hair?
Or slept with thirty seagulls in very deep despair?
Have you witnessed glowing sunsets while hanging by your teeth
From a thirty meter tree with hungry roaches… Read full post »
The dream of universe
Is filled with shoals of stars
With fingers of gravity
Light years long.
In qualities more compact,
Strands of thought pull softly
Through the dream.
Chromas… Read full post »
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THESE THINGS VARY
Breathing in, breathing out
Can be a sigh, a sneeze
These things vary
Persists… Read full post »
The grass grows green, turns brown.
The Sun goes up, goes down
In flaming orange, turquoise.
We live on.
One more loop
Around the planetary chicken coop.
We try our best.
Novelties on a cosmic scale,
We shudder,… Read full post »
The Norse god Thor was said to carry a hammer which he could throw with deadly accuracy from his place in the sky to kill or maim and the hammer would obediently spring back to his hand after the strike. Thor was invulnerable.
Those… Read full post »
Nature designed us to touch, see, smell and listen to the world full of objects and sounds and scents and sights. When the animals we now know as people learned to talk something strange happened. Touch and smell and sight could all be made out of… Read full post »
Alan Seeger, an American poet born in 1888 died in the First World War in 1916 fighting for France as a member of the Foreign Legion. His brother was the father of Pete Seeger, the American folk singer. Before he died he wrote a memorable poem which, ironically, was a… Read full post »
They call me Frank these days
And the name implies me many ways.
My character is blunt, somewhat unswerving.
My features rather crude, I am a creature
Of many parts, they say, unnerving
In random chaotic fashion. But, anyways,
I function.… Read full post »
There were violent storms
In the bedroom.
A cold affront
Resulted in precipitation.
And a quick retreat to the bathroom
An “L” alone is two lines
Joined at right angles.
Not much to see,
And, sounded, has the hum
Of a stalled electric motor.
An “O” is like an empty egg.
A simple shape
That turns… Read full post »
There is, in the New York Times, a regular column under opinions dealing with various ethical and philosophical issues and I read it because I find myself very frequently disagreeing with the proposals and conclusions offered. There is a subsection to this wherein readers can con… Read full post »
A MESSAGE FROM YOUR CHRISTMAS RABBIT
A NEW ERA
We bunnies have been allocated a special place in the yearly schedule and have done well in that slot. That is why we have become disturbed in the inefficiencies in the manner of… Read full post »
Although the only unidentified flying objects I have ever personally encountered were in energetic arguments with my wife when her volatile temper was stimulated, lately there has been some rather strange testimony from believable sources that perhaps are worth consideration. If these p… Read full post »
War against a foreign country only happens when the moneyed classes think they are going to profit from it.
In the councils of government, we must guard against the acquisition of unwarranted influence, whether sought or unsought, by the military-in… Read full post »
Election time is fast approaching when the public is given the standard choice between incompetence and disaster. Much of the public has an adventurous turn of mind at the moment and seems tempted by disaster which, if nothing else, is bound to stimulate adrenalin… Read full post »
Having reached the age when most women are no longer physically attractive and most men are no longer physically competent we survivors must make do with the reasonable other capabilities and accomplishments granted living things who have managed to maintain existence through the hail… Read full post »
There’s a coffee shop down the block where I live. A greasy spoon, yeah, but the coffee’s OK. Scar, the guy who runs it has a red line down the left side of his cheek, a scar which is why everybody calls him… Read full post »
My thoughts, when fashioned into words,
Words which twist and interlock
And echo on themselves in rhyme and beat,
When sounded, ring like choruses of bells,
Or waves that swirl and separate and meet.
Words and thoughts, when married into form,
When joined and folded into shapes
Wherein… Read full post »
I happened on an arthropod,
A jointed legged fellow,
Who sang a tragic little song
Which ranged from shriek to bellow.
It glared at me with facet eyes.
It gnashed its sideways jaws.
More threatening, I=d say,
Than many mother-in -laws.… Read full post »
I live alone in a one-room apartment with a small attached kitchen and a bathroom with a shower. Alone except for my companion, Humphrey, who fell at my feet five years ago after being kidnapped from his home by… Read full post »
I graduated from Stuyvesant High School with an average sufficient to get me into CCNY – The City College of New York. The college had two branches, both in Manhattan. The downtown branch at 23rd Street was a business college. My brother graduated… Read full post »
When the family first landed in Manhattan we stayed at an apartment in a brownstone on the south side of East 30th Street just west of First Avenue. On the corner was a brewery and across First Avenue was the psychiatric division of Bellevue Hospital. In the… Read full post »
People seemed interested in my previous recollection of Brooklyn. Here is the first part of a continuation when my family made the move to Manhattan in 1937.
New York City before World War II was quite a different place from today. The Hispanic influence was relatively minor. There… Read full post »
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