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International Moon Day From A Spec In The Universe
In my novel, The Rags Of Time, travel to the outer edges of Earth’s solar system has been accomplished. But the Moon still holds its sway – literally. To celebrate Moon Day, here is a segment from my written ascent... Continue Reading
KAFKA’S BIRTHDAY!
03 July is Kafka’s birthday. Celebrations are running rampant in the world. Hearty renditions of “Hip hip hooray” with an exuberant “Huzzah!”, echo through every major city, and each quiet hamlet. And this year, I will dive (and then delve)... Continue Reading
It Was A Dark And Stormy Week
It Was A Dark And Stormy Week
How Irritable Does The Old Earth Get On EARTH DAY?
Let us contemplate The EARTH we walk upon For a day, And a lifetime. And hope that That lifetime Will be ours And not the EARTH. For the EARTH After centuries, And millennia, And the speck From which it sprang,,... Continue Reading
All I Want Is $100,000 Up Front – Is That Asking Too Much?
What are they going to do when I get into the finer details? So this happened. I answered the phone yesterday. There was a five second delay which (really) lets you know you are in a queue. Suspicion created.... Continue Reading
What Do We Make Of World Theatre Day?
The stage Is as bare as my lady s ass In his lordship s bedchamber. Rough-hewn In the most knockabout way, Leaving splinters In the palace lawns of the imagination. There s many a dip twixt the trap and the lip. It fares... Continue Reading
What Is The First Day Of Spring?
Of course, it is the 21st of March. To fuss about with the restrictions of time and space and equatorial crossings is as pointless (and heartless) as using AI whilst writing about the First Day of Spring. Someone please break into... Continue Reading
It’s Saint Patrick’s Day On Partridge Island, And Will Sister Darling Brings Stew?
Paw, my cat/kitten, Black as the Ides of March With one white mitten, Has a green ribbon Tied around his neck, As we stand on the dock And welcome the arrival of Sister Darling, Of The Rarefied Church of the... Continue Reading
I Am Full Like The Moon
Paw, the cat/kitten, Black as a sky night With one white mitten, Was up yesterday morning And saw the waxing gibbous moon. The moon of course affects Paw, As it does all the animals (Including us). But Paw,... Continue Reading