Thursday, February 19, 2009
Monday, February 16, 2009
Monday, February 2, 2009
However, we inadvertently dip into our real, unaccountedly fabulous wealth in a very meager way only when our political leaders become scared enough by the challenge of an impressively threatening enemy. Then only do socialism and capitalism alike find that they have to afford whatever they need. -Buckminster Fuller
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Uh-Oh. Coffee spill! Whoops! Clean up methods.
After watching the inauguration this morning (which was good), I came away with only one question. What the hell happened to poetry? Didn't it used to be cool? Maybe.
Cool.
Inauguration poem.
Not cool.
According to Brueghel
when Icarus fell
it was spring
a farmer was ploughing
his field
the whole pageantry
of the year was
awake tingling
near
the edge of the sea
concerned
with itself
sweating in the sun
that melted
the wings' wax
unsignificantly
off the coast
there was
a splash quite unnoticed
this was
Icarus drowning
Cool.
Inauguration poem.
Not cool.
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