Is this worth any points? they ask. And I say, of course, but you won’t see them in the grade book; instead, you’ll feel them somewhere inside your head or your heart–that’s why we call it extra soul credit. Very few students are motivated by this. I don’t care. While I’m not opposed to enrichmentContinue reading “#97: Doing the Extra Soul Credit”
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#96: An Extra 5 Years To Live
So these folks made a video to call attention to the fact that today’s generation of children is for the first time in history expected to die five years earlier than their parents. The film- makers asked a bunch of kids what they would do with another five years to live. This is a poemContinue reading “#96: An Extra 5 Years To Live”
#95: On the End of Spring Break
There’s laundry to fold and put away and dust bunnies to suck up and it’s raining and blowing so hard we’re sort of trapped in here. Water puddles up in the flower beds and these damn sugar ants keep crawling over my keyboard while I type up another poem. It’s Saturday, half way through, andContinue reading “#95: On the End of Spring Break”
#94: Hair
So, I’m almost 50 and I still think about my hair. I’ve written poems about my hair and here goes another one. I’m growing it out again– which I’m pleased to say, I’m still able to do, but embarrassed to say that I’ve given it this much thought. I’m revisiting (this time around) my hairContinue reading “#94: Hair”
#93: The Resident Eight Year Old Questions the Literary Merits of Finnegans Wake
What the hell is wrong with that book, he asks, listening to Dad attempt a reading out loud of the third paragraph of Finnegans Wake. What the hell is wrong with that book, Dad? Well, for starters, there’s a word in the paragraph in question, the third word in the first sentence, in parentheses, that’sContinue reading “#93: The Resident Eight Year Old Questions the Literary Merits of Finnegans Wake”
#92: On Reading The Wake Out Loud
I’ve written before how it’s been impossible for me to finish Moby Dick and now I’ve once again picked up another formidable tome, Finnegans Wake. This one, too, I’ve tried many times before and failed but nevertheless keep coming back to it, a glutton for punishment. But with neither Moby Dick or the Wake doContinue reading “#92: On Reading The Wake Out Loud”
#91: Playing the Breast Cancer Awareness Game
“Just used my boobs to get out of a speeding ticket” is a post I’ve read now a half dozen times by both men and women that is supposedly part of a game being played on the social media to raise awareness for breast cancer. The boob thing is among other random and bizarrely uncharacteristicContinue reading “#91: Playing the Breast Cancer Awareness Game”
#90: This Is Just To Say
(after William Carlos Williams again) I have mixed out the blue notes that you sang in the chorus which you probably intended but nevertheless sound wrong Forgive me they were terrible so sour and so far out. Note: Dear reader, you can probably tell I’m cheating. I’ve got to write 10 poems in 6Continue reading “#90: This Is Just To Say”
#89: Mixing with Bob
(after William Carlos Williams) So much depends upon mixing with Bob ablaze with fresh EQ beside the retro reverb.
#88: Why You Should Contribute To Music Millennium’s Kickstarter Campaign
They need a new roof, for starters. But more importantly, if you are serious about music and if you care about the industry that has brought all of this delight for so many decades, longer than many of us have been alive, and if you’re worried about independent record stores being squished by big boxesContinue reading “#88: Why You Should Contribute To Music Millennium’s Kickstarter Campaign”
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