This is the meadow by my house
I can’t pass by and not think of you
Nothing happened there to remind me of you
Of any of you
Your home wasn’t nearby
We never sat there together, brushing mosquitoes away in the summer
We never had dinner at the cafe across the street
We never drove the ribbon of road past its [...]
Archive for March, 2008
The Gospel of St. Thomas
Posted in poetry on March 18, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Oh Dear God
Posted in literature, movies on March 13, 2008 | 1 Comment »
I started reading the Harry Potter books when I was in college. It was only slightly mortifying at the time to be caught with what were seen — at the time — as children’s books. But I noticed that other people were also reading them on the sly, and that this whole “Harry Potter thing” [...]
Boredom
Posted in the perils of homeownership on March 13, 2008 | 2 Comments »
Not having Richard around for a week has driven me to do odd things out of boredom. Like eating an entire tub of hummus. And then, later, an entire wedge of blue cheese. And the night before, I remodeled our master bathroom. …at least one of these activities was productive.
The master bathroom has been sitting [...]
Why I Hate Credit Cards
Posted in vituperation on March 10, 2008 | 5 Comments »
I don’t like credit cards. I don’t like the entire notion of the credit system here in America. It’s too easily disrupted, skewed, abused and heavily-relied upon in general. It’s a huge scam that we’ve all bought into, but…it’s also not going anywhere any time soon.
The one small, tiny thing that I do to combat [...]
If E.E. Cummings Were A Female Baby Boomer
Posted in poetry on March 7, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Vex me, O Night, your stars stuttering like a stuck jukebox,
put a spell on me, my bones atremble at your tabernacle
of rhythm and blues. Call out your archers, chain me
to a wall, let the stone fortress of my body fall
like a rabid fox before an army of dogs. Rebuke me,
rip out my larynx like a [...]
Cor Blimey, Mate!
Posted in UK, television on March 3, 2008 | 1 Comment »
The only good thing about watching 1990s-era reruns of EastEnders on PBS is that when there’s a cliffhanger episode, you don’t have to wait until the next night to find out what happens. You can just Wikipedia it.
I can’t believe Janine pushed Barry off a cliff after Barry left Natalie for Janine and married her, even [...]


