|minutiae and wanderings
||[Mar. 25th, 2007|03:39 am]
|||||Barbara Streisand / "Somewhere"||]|
first, a poem:
with the night falling we are saying thank you
we are stopping on the bridge to bow from the railings
we are running out of the glass rooms
with our mouths full of food to look at the sky
and say thank you
we are standing by the water looking out
in different directions
back from a series of hospitals back from a mugging
after funerals we are saying thank you
after the news of the dead
whether or not we knew them we are saying thank you
in a culture up to its chin in shame
living in the stench it has chosen we are saying thank you
over telephones we are saying thank you
in doorways and in the backs of cars and in elevators
remembering wars and the police at the back door
and the beatings on stairs we are saying thank you
in the banks that use us we are saying thank you
with the crooks in office with the rich and fashionable
unchanged we go on saying thank you thank you
with the animals dying around us
our lost feelings we are saying thank you
with the forests falling faster than the minutes
of our lives we are saying thank you
with the words going out like cells of a brain
with the cities growing over us like the earth
we are saying thank you faster and faster
with nobody listening we are saying thank you
we are saying thank you and waving
dark though it is
-- W. S. Merwin (for more on the poet, please see http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/W._S._Merwin)
and one more:
Ellen Bryant Voigt
So few birds—the ones that winter through
and the geese migrating through the empty fields,
fording the cropped, knuckled stalks of corn:
all around us, all that's green's suppressed,
and in the brooding wood, the bare trees,
shorn of leaves or else just shy of leaves,
make a dark estate between low clouds
that have the look of stubborn snow.
In a purely scientific exercise—
say you came from the moon, or returned
like Lazarus, blinking from the cave—
you wouldn't know if winter's passed or now beginning.
The bank slopes up, the bank slopes down to the ditch.
Would it help if I said grieving has an end?
Would it matter if I told you this is spring?
(see also http://plagiarist.com/poetry/8058/)
||[Mar. 22nd, 2007|11:58 pm]
|||||Justin Timberlake / "SexyBack"||]|
The dark side of the Force is a pathway to many abilities some consider to be. . .unnatural.
|Hello. . .
||[Mar. 18th, 2007|01:14 am]
|||||Fatboy Slim / "The Rockafeller Skank"||]|
My name is Khalid Sheikh Mohammed. You killed my father. Prepare to die.
Okay, enough of that. But. . .
Khalid Sheikh Mohammed has admitted to being the sole architect of the 9/11 attacks. He has admitted to being the brains behind the 1993 WTC bombing. He has claimed to be behind, among many, many other things, an assassination plot. . .against JIMMY CARTER.
For Christ's sweet, bleeding sake, people. Doesn't this, of all the things he's admitted to being responsible for, tip you off that this guy is a bull-goose loony? Who the bleeding FUCK would want to kill Jimmy Carter? And WHY?
Expect further announcements and updates from the likes of Fox "News", et al, in the coming weeks and months. Khalid Sheikh Mohammed has admitted to being the shooter on the Grassy Knoll. Khalid Sheikh Mohammed claims personal responsibility for the Apollo moon-landing hoax. Khalid Sheikh Mohammed has admitted that he, and only he, is responsible for both Global Warming AND the far Right's response that the supposed phenomenon is "junk science". Khalid Sheikh Mohammed has revealed to the world that he has personally: a)tugged on Superman's cape, b)spit into the wind, c)pulled the mask off the old Lone Ranger. . .and has most DEFINITELY messed around with Jim (Carter, that is).
Khalid Sheikh Mohammed has also declared himself personally responsible for the Black Sox scandal of 1918, AIDS, the rise of rap music, and the popularity in the 1980's of "Jams".
What more evidence do we need, ladies and gentlemen of the jury?
|this just in. . .
||[Feb. 10th, 2007|05:11 am]
(Mother) Tucker Carlson of Fox News/MSNBC "fame" is a pseudo-snarky, cartoonish, unfortunately-haired stereotype of a neoconservative, reactionary tool.
That is all. Thank you for your kind attention.
||[Nov. 28th, 2006|01:11 am]
|||||Simon and Garfunkel / "Song For The Asking"||]|
here is my song for the asking --
ask me and I will play
so sweetly I'll make you smile. . .
this is my tune for the taking --
take it, dont turn away
I've been waiting all my life. . .
thinking it over, I've been sad --
thinking it over I'd be more than glad
to change my ways -- for the asking. . .
ask me and I will play
all the love that I hold inside. . .