- August 22
- Just wonderin'. Toujours. Ruth 1:16-17 - Per Fernsy, beat prose poet.
Tu me manques. Toujours.
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- “Sometimes even nastiness
can inspire! ;)”
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gets a clue and Squidgy gets
the tiny bit of
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- “I love this community.
We tussle with one another
siblings but let some
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- “Thanks, LB! May it be
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- “Well, as I said on FB
(as my real self, the
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Jett Noire's Links
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...in Internet commentary. It gets lost among the vomit and wasps. Read full post »
Who knew the Rapture would begin at OS? "Then we who are alive, who are left, will be caught up in the clouds together with them to meet the Lord in the air; and so we will be with the Lord for ever." Linda Treiber is gone and we… Read full post »
Well, I never. Never ever have I ever. I am a fool and a persistent one. After all the severances and no mores, still. Still, I want to call and tell you to look at the brilliant Full Worm Moon. Still, I feel you near me in the thin place… Read full post »
There is always that one piece, the one that might fit in the persistent hole in my jigsaw puzzle. I’ve tried it several times, each time forgetting that I tried it there before. Then, in frustration, leaving that one aside, I go to work on another section. Oh, no way. I/… Read full post »
Go on, admit it. You do it too. It's time to go, so you put the marker in your book. Then you hold the book sideways to see "how far you got." Except, you didn't move from the chair. Isn't reading grand? Read full post »
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Here are ten things I know about this community:
- You won’t find a finer variety of mixed-up nuts anywhere, Planter’s be damned.
- The people here like to write.
- Some of/ … Read full post »
'Tis very blustery here in Atlanta, Georgia, but you wouldn't know it from this photo:
It is that time in the history in the world when it is time to flip. The egg on the bottom is solidified. The innards have been sautéed or melted. The left hemisphere has flapped over to lie upon the right hemisphere and now, as mentioned, it is time to flip… Read full post »
I have been ruminating on one topic for a long, long time. I keep thinking I’m going to write a book about it, so naturally I have made an outline, collected various quotations from reliable and erudite sources, pondered the subject at great length and did some more ruminating, to make… Read full post »
Just sayin'. Read full post »
I grew up in New Orleans, and home for my first nine years was an upstairs flat in Lakeview. That's the Lakeview where the 17th Street Canal levee broke post-Katrina and devastated my hometown. Lakeview has always been an area of New Orleans on the hurricane "front lines." So, in Se… Read full post »
The Two Ways
1 Happy are those
who do not follow the advice of the wicked,
or take the path that sinners tread,
or sit in the seat of scoffers;
2 but their delight is in the law of the Lord,
and on/… Read full post »
I thank the writer for providing me with food for thought, but disagree with his conclusion.
From the article:
"In Boston, Mayor Thomas M. Menino urged Chick-fil-A not to open a restaurant, explaining to The Boston Herald: “You can’t have a business in the city… Read full post »
Greeted by a territorial goose (is that redundant?). Feed it tortilla chips left over from last night's Chipotle's dinner. Sit in the somewhat trashed gazebo. Small fish flitting near the sunlit surface. Cool breeze. Watching a fisher bird dive and snag a bug? A small fish? Watching the fisher… Read full post »
You said you wouldn't leave me.
The dreadful drowning pall of wet despair, when fire is out and seems unrekindlable,
when tormentor towers over and determines to extinguish errant sparks,
as if any could be born of this sopping stupor.
Still, he stands and spews the condemnations and triumphs over sodden… Read full post »
Walking along St. Charles Avenue, from Josephine, heading to Milton Latter Library. Fragments of Mardi Gras beads and decorations hanging from fences, ground into sidewalk cracks, evidence of the joyous farewell feast for the flesh and evidence that even when this City That Care Forgot retu… Read full post »
"Another one will come along, you'll see, and she will suit you to a T." Or, so they say, well-meaning, but something in their tone feels like deciding between the teal button-down shirt or the red pullover. Or, how about one of your newer t-shirts? It is Saturday, after all. … Read full post »