I do know Noivedya, but had no idea he is such an excellent writer.
Check his blog
I do know Noivedya, but had no idea he is such an excellent writer.
Check his blog
If you believe in the magic of language,
then Elvis really Lives
and Princess Diana foretold I end as car spin.
If you believe the letters themselves
contain a power within them,
then you understand
what makes outside tedious,
how desperation becomes a rope ends it.
The circular logic that allows senator to become treason,
and treason to become atoners.
That eleven plus two is twelve plus one,
and an admirer is also married.
That if you could just rearrange things the right way
you’d find your true life,
the right path, the answer to your questions:
you’d understand how the Titanic
turns into that ice tin,
and debit card becomes bad credit.
How listen is the same as silent,
and not one letter separates stained from sainted.
***
Peter Pereira, “Anagrammer” from What’s Written on the Body
(Copper Canyon Press, 2007).
www.coppercanyonpress.org
I don’t know Alf, but the man writes a great blog. It’s here:
http://thousandeye.blogspot.com/
Fresh from the Ministry of Silly Walks! Twenty YouTube Monty Python Sketches! All in one place! Enjoy, before they find them gone!
Click this link:
I just like the way the words flow and roll into one another, like waves! You have to read it aloud!
It was while gliding through these latter waters that one serene and moonlight night, when all the waves rolled by like scrolls of silver; and, by their soft, suffusing seethings, made what seemed a silvery silence, not a solitude: on such a silent night a silvery jet was seen far in advance of the white bubbles at the bow. Lit up by the moon, it looked celestial; seemed some plumed and glittering god uprising from the sea.
The Chieftains toured China a while back and collected some great traditional Chinese music along the way.
The Chieftains — Full of Joy (Chinese Céilí) – 1991
A passenger in China drove her bus home after becoming annoyed by the driver’s late start to his shift, it has been claimed.
According to Metro, Chen Li took control of the vehicle and drove the number 528 bus on its designated route through Hangzhou, eastern China.
(Now this is impressive!) She picked up and dropped off passengers along the way before abandoning the bus near her home.
Driver Xiuo Gu was reportedly suspended and fined the equivalent of £20 for losing control of the bus.

A “living Buddha” attracted numerous tourists at the renowned Fuzimiao Temple Square in Nanjing, Jiangsu Province. But the man turned out to be intoxicated. On the evening of May 4, tourists saw a man climb on top of a huge vase in the square and sat inside, as if he was a Buddha sitting on the holy lotus seat. When he fell from the 2-metre tall vase, he attempted to climb again, but was stopped by the police. They took the man to the police station and eventually found out that he had been at a wedding party and had taken a lot of alcohol.
Yangtze Evening News – May 2009
I am down in Devon; today I was just relaxin’ in town and went for a walk on the wide beach at the end of the day. I don’t usually touch the yukky ice-cream down here but they have a new little shop near the boardwalk that sells organic ice-cream, so I got ginger with real little bits of ginger in it, just yummy. Anyway a couple minutes later I am walking along licking away and suddenly I hear a whoosh of air and feel wings around my head, this huge seagull had swooped down behind me, in a remarkable display of aerobatics hovered by my shoulder with his left wing beating behind my head, stretched his head sideways, took the entire scoop and top of the cone off, lifted himself up and over my head and flew down about ten foot in front of me, big scoop of ice-cream in his beak, he tipped his head back and swallowed it. I was left speechless holding what was left of the cone. I was so amazed by his skill, I was completely untouched. I hope he appreciated his stolen organic ginger delight.
The gull in this video has more of a taste for Doritos, he probably doesn’t get to swoop on too many Nacho munching folks, so he shoplifts them. Check it out!
I spent a few evocative days in Carolina. Sometimes a song matches completely the way you remember a place or an event; Mary Chapin Carpenter’s ‘I Am a Town’ does just that – a perfect mis-en-scene.
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