Year: 2005

  • Long Winded

    Mike’s posting of the Masters poem “Silence” made up my mind to post this Nemerov poem that I just encountered. Life Cycle of Common Man by Howard Nemerov Roughly figured, this man of moderate habits, This average consumer of the middle class, Consumed in the course of his average life span Just under half a…

  • Garden Yeats

    Down by the Salley Gardens by W. B. Yeats Down by the salley gardens my love and I did meet; She passed the salley gardens with little snow-white feet. She bid me take love easy, as the leaves grow on the tree; But I, being young and foolish, with her would not agree. In a…

  • Silence; Lapis Lazuli

    In speaking with Brian and Laura this evening, I decided I should post two of my favorite poems. I linked to them some time ago in a long-winded post with no discernible thesis, but they are good enough to be posted on their own. I started to write something up about each one, but I…

  • Just Saying

    I recently sent the following email: This is just to say I have put the program organdon_input.sas into the directory U:\TIS-Access\SAS Programs\HRSA Grant and modified the program to use the file All Surveys – Round One.txt in the same directory. And then I thought of Jon. And then I thought of Hoke. And then I…

  • Ave Atque Vale

    Ave Atque Vale by Billy Collins Even though I managed to swerve around the lump of groundhog lying on its back on the road, he traveled with me for miles, a quiet passenger who passed the time looking out the window enjoying this new view of the woods he once hobbled around in, sleeping all…

  • Memory

    from Rococo by Algernon Charles Swinburne Remembrance may recover And time bring back to time The name of your first lover, The ring of my first rhyme; But rose-leaves of December The frosts of June shall fret, The day that you remember, The day that I forget. Some weeks ago Alan posted a pair of…

  • archy says

    aesop revised by archy by Don Marquis a wolf met a spring lamb drinking at a stream and said to her you are the lamb that muddied this stream all last year so that i could not get a clean fresh drink i am resolved that this outrage shall not be enacted again this season…

  • The Innards Have Been Upgraded Again

    I’ve gone and done it again, exercising my authority over this little corner of the webiverse. I upgraded the WordPress software to fix a few annoying bugs (like its former refusal to alphabetize the post categories) and plug some security leaks. Please let me know if I’ve broken anything in the process. And, as always,…

  • Nancy Willard

    For You, Who Didn’t Know by Nancy Willard At four A.M. I dreamed myself on that beach where we’ll take you after you’re born. I woke in a wave of blood. Lying in the back seat of a nervous Chevy I counted the traffic lights, lonely as planets. Starlings stirred in the robes of Justice…

  • On Perillo

    To My Big Nose from ‘Luck Is Luck’ by Lucia Perillo Hard to believe there were actual years when I planned to have you cut from my face— hard to imagine what the world would have looked like if not seen through your pink shadow. You who are built from random parts like a mythical…