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Do Not Go Gentle into That Work-shop
If you search and find a poetry workshop near you, I hope you can go into it, not gently, but with the passion of Dylan Thomas, who wrote for his blind, dying father the poem on which the title of this post is based. And if you think that’s cheesy, well, I hope you’ll forgive…
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Gloucestershire Wassail–TBT
Okay, why not, a throwback Thursday for you, less than a quarter-hour from Christmas Thursday. A hundred years ago I sang in a high school chamber ensemble like this one. This isn’t one of the songs we performed, but I remember the style fondly, and our director whom we fondly called “Fred” led us in…
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Baby It’s Cold Outside–Again!
There have been so many versions of this song, but this version is my favorite. If you’ve been following this blog for any length of time you’ve probably seen this before. In fact I wrote about it both last year and the year before. And if you’d like to engage in the new fad of…
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Music Monday with Michael Buble
And if you haven’t been paying attention these last several years, it’s pronounced “BOO-blay,” so this post title kinda rhymes, and is sorta metrical, no? Well, I tried. It’s been a tough year in some ways, and a good year in others. My youngest son has had some health difficulties, but he is recovering. I’ve…
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Christmas poem to a man in jail by Charles Bukowski
This seasonal piece, which on the surface seems so mainly because of its title, speaks to various questions I’ve found myself discussing and pondering of late. Not just form versus free verse, commas and line endings, but the state of the world, and art’s place in it. Bukowski says here that poetry is getting better,…
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They Met for Coffee, the Two Women Everyone Said Would Love Each Other and Should Be Friends
Originally posted on Marilyn Rauch Cavicchia: We should do this again! they said, knowing full well that this would never happen. Who knows why some things catch fire? Who knows why some things don’t? Or worse, the little flare between two people that sparks and then dies, leaving someone inevitably embarrassed over what was said,…
