‘A Virus Walks Into a Bar…’ and Other Science Jokes – Brian Malow

Garson Hampfield, Crossword Inker

Alas, ‘Hugo von Ruler’ gives the whole game away!

Emily Dickinson: ‘There is a solitude of space’

There is a solitude of space

A solitude of sea

A solitude of death, but these

Society shall be

Compared with that profounder site

That polar privacy

A soul admitted to itself—

Finite infinity.

Emily Dickinson: ‘On my volcano grows the Grass’

On my volcano grows the Grass

A meditative spot —

An acre for a Bird to choose

Would be the General thought —

How red the Fire rocks below —

How insecure the sod

Did I disclose

Would populate with awe my solitude.

Noivedya’s Blog

I do know Noivedya, but had no idea he is such an excellent writer.

Check his blog

http://markjuddery.blogspot.com

‘Anagrammer’ by Peter Pereira

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

Alf’s excellent blog

I don’t know Alf, but the man writes a great blog. It’s here:

http://thousandeye.blogspot.com/

20 Great Monty Python Sketches

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:

http://tinyurl.com/y9aw4uq

Moby Dick:–Chapter 51

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.

‘Full of Joy’ – The Chieftains

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