#dogspell

Some Not Quite Nirvana Urbanas

Some Not Quite Nirvana Urbanas The Buddha pestering, I grew hungry for change– but re-wiring desire’s no easy matter for a serial committer of the sidelong-look-in-the-mirror sin, sins of nattiness too–vanity, pride- oh, I, oh how I tried–as mad for affirmation as a hatter for a brim– Me-walking here, me-walking there where still some wish constantly swirled about head/hair– till finally going…

Concert Notes (Postcard to Somewhere)

Concert Notes Oh how I wish you were here, you with your owl-wink glasses to see how the second violinists played as if they were horses, their instruments unmuted muzzles that reared and nodded beneath bow’s rein, their hair like black manes flicked against time, their arms making quick the air–oh how I wished you were there, hearing the Mozart canter: your hand then as warm as the blood of a…

Lonely Bell I am flawed in every aspect. If there were a law about me it would be Murphy’s. If there were an aspic, it would not have properly gelled. The bell tolls for me only in the sense that it wrings from me some price. But here’s what’s nice– Someone with wings, someone unlike me, unwrung, might not listen to the bell, and the bell wheresoe’re it tolls (and it is “‘ere”) wants to be…

The Trojan Magpie The Trojan Magpie seemed genuine enough– it flew on wings of jet and tail of white; with caw and screech both querulously bluff, cocked eyes that could look cellophanely bright. Yes, it hoarded gilt, shine, profane gaud, and greeted perceived rot with greedy cry yet no bird heart was held by this mag fraud nor knowledge of the shape of earth or sky. What the Trojan knew was how…

Today feels a milestone of sorts.  (If milestones are things one trips over rather than markers that stay decently to the side of the road.)

This is my post number 1801 on this blog.  (One thousand eight hundred and first.)

That is rather hard for me to believe.  (And, I’m afraid to say, the number makes me feel old rather than accomplished.)

Secondly, although I haven’t fully approved proofs of…