“Well, I walked over to the sheriff’s office, and a guy came up to me and offered me seventeen thousand dollars for my helmet.”
The Fortress of Solitude
The Fortress of Solitude in the thoughts of the Superdude Is the infinite zone to be Superalone. It’s the place that our Superguy is able to Supercry. Beats retreat from the fray. But it wasn’t always that way. In the beginning there was the S and the planet Krypton, cryptogrammatically the S at the heart of our […]
A Report from the Comfort Zone
There are warnings of gales in Viking, North Utsire, South Utsire, Tyne, Dogger, Fair Isle, Faeroes, London, Washington, Moscow, Dallas, Minsk, New Orleans, Portsmouth and Amsterdam.
Mycological Mystery Tour Part 736
The latest in an all too frequent series
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ON THE STAIRS WITH DENIS DIDEROT
Picture the scene. An 18th century dinner party. The philosopher Denis Diderot is left speechless by a witty remark. He sums up his predicament thus: “A sensitive man, such as myself, overwhelmed by the argument levelled against him, becomes confused and can only think clearly again when he reaches the bottom of the stairs” And […]
The Paper Chain
I’ve never loved anyone like this before A nail circles my heart with a trail Gliding pocketed vale reaching ragged lapel Buttoning down dance floors and collaring cliffs Scratch swamping painted paper crags Toothed ragged by each missing missive Watered wet with lost lust and tears of confusion The vanguard fires its final shot Stuffing […]
Jove’s Stout Oak Humbled
Tomorrow – A Poem for Jenny & Lisa
Tomorrow An Epithalamium My love will dawn tomorrow – so they said Cupid was a text ping ringtone cell phone My cherubs sang an inbox flagged with red Yet my revolution had been postponed My love was locked in Buffalo, diverted Shuffled in a slush piled Devil’s Island The swim to freedom’s ticker tape was […]
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