"Oi'm nawt dead!" "Oh, shut up, ya big bybee---you will be in a minute!"
[Sometime around 5-2012]
To go along with the post heading: just a bit of an attempt to quell the rumors of my demise. They were exaggerated, albeit not greatly. Thanks, Mr. Clemens. Anyway, if there is anyone out there who missed me---what is wrong with you?!!
As I have managed [prior to this entry, at least] to commit only 1 post to this blog, the procedure for doing it has not yet been imprinted on my engrams. Hey, learned a new word from my daughter, a college freshman [or "freshperson" as I, & one other seriously disturbed soul with whom I shared a house during my 5th undergrad year, used to say, as we were right there at the beginning (ca. 1973-74) of the wholesale overhaul of the English language, so as to render it less gender-biased/specific] who is nearing the completion of her first year as a collegian. The word is "memes" which, prior to 4-27-12, I had never heard in usage at all, and then which I proceeded to hear later that same day on a TV program. The TV show stated that the word means a "unit of social information", or something like that. My daughter had given me examples of what she considered to be "memes". Alas, I forgot to write them down.
No matter---by the time this post is being finished [7-13-18], you will doubtless know many more examples than you could possibly want. You're welcome.
Friday, July 13, 2018
lay 1 down
[This post comprises 2 separate---in time & in topic---posts. The 1st is "us30 hwy haiku (aka, "eh, take a haik(u)"); #2 hails from 11 &/or 12-2017, & is titled "lay 1 down"]
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us30 hwy haiku [aka “eh, take a haik(u)!”] ~8-2009
wind
moves across green
sea of beans, a hand unseen
stroking velveteen
children of the corn
volunteering where they can,
rogues among the beans
corn children, grown tall
now lean against each other
in competition
crowding each other
for position on the boards
commodities rule
high(post)-fructose corn
syrup hits low-emissions
(post) on give-and-go
the rows knows this year’s team has
great height---and he smiles
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us30 hwy haiku [aka “eh, take a haik(u)!”] ~8-2009
sea of beans, a hand unseen
stroking velveteen
children of the corn
volunteering where they can,
rogues among the beans
corn children, grown tall
now lean against each other
in competition
crowding each other
for position on the boards
commodities rule
high(post)-fructose corn
syrup hits low-emissions
(post) on give-and-go
7-foot center
pivots, feeds 6-footers on
the perimeter
he who walks betweenpivots, feeds 6-footers on
the perimeter
the rows knows this year’s team has
great height---and he smiles
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Lay 1 down
11 or 12-2017
HE was my older brother
until I turned 5
then HE would forever be
younger than i
HIS older brother was then
is now & will always be
older than HE
in the best of all worlds
where all metaphors speak baseball
MY older brother
laid down a perfect sacrifice
so HIS older brother
could make it home safely
HIS older brother was
bright beyond his years
surely he understood
what happened that day
surely he knew the meaning
of what MY older brother
had done, when HE gave
HIS older brother’s hand
a last perfect suicide squeeze
and sacrificed him home
with the walk-off score
HIS older brother would walk on
for the appointed 3 score
& 10 & probably more
how does this game summary
appear in his mind
has he left it behind
in the icy waters of time
or has it been replayed
endlessly in his head
complete with the director’s cut,
alternate endings, the what-ifs,
the “there but for the grace of”
MY older brother
MY older brother CANnot tell me
HIS older brother WILL not tell me
‘why’ for the former is plain to see
‘why’ for the latter, less obviously,
but can be imagined easily
by me
oh, my brothers…
now my eyes can surely see
sadly, honestly, finally
MY older brother i cannot be
HIS older brother i cannot free
the order has prevented me
[epilog: ‘hey, it’s for you---i.e., it tolls for
thee’]
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