Snow… ugh… also some notes from watching old Tony Awards, Irish taxes, etc.
Dia duit. Just finished the Irish 101 course from Dublin City University and about to start Irish 102 next week. Both are free through futurelearn.com, which is good for those of us who might well have a little Scottish in us mixed with the Irish and hence don’t want...
Ancestral languages, my efforts to learn Irish, and book of the week: Motherfoclóir
Dia duit! (Irish for hello). Where to begin today… well, I think I mentioned before about trying to learn Irish on Duolingo… which is infuriating (though made better when one learns that the website version of Duolingo has grammar notes even though the app version leaves you high and...
Poem: Winter torches
Little yellow torch-buds raised high without pitchforks a crowd waits to protest and drive away the frost by their defiant unfurling...
Pop up books, pop up bulbs, and a whole lot of republishing posts and podcasts
Where to start this week… a lot of my “work” time was spent right here or on related sites. I spent all evening Thursday uploading more than 100 Zamo the Destroyer episodes to my Soundcloud after doing the unlimited storage space upgrade. I had had the first 97 episodes...
A rant about rhinestones or the lack thereof, also book of the week: The Follies Bergere in Las Vegas
When I was a kid, showgirls still seemed to be everywhere on TV… probably it was old syndicated variety shows from the 60s and 70s I was watching (just as I watched Bewitched religiously long after it was no longer running), but then there were also aspects of showgirl...
Poem: Old photo
pouty boy with a big gun —the “boy” was then 47— do you know what that’s for? Can you hunt? —not just in Whole Foods— Can you defend? —not just your ego— Do you disavow that image? —or secretly delight in it— toy soldiers in your mind I’ll tell...
Greetings from transcript (and lazy winter flower) Hell
So, the good news is the university has gotten my transcript from the audio recording school I attended. Of course, said school doesn’t really do official transcripts so they sent a PDF of my grades records, which the university has received but put as a separate item on my...
Poem: Lapis
azure gloss gold-flecked sacred stone of another world bombed and shattered what must be hidden –truths too close to home— or lies exposed let the lioness run free again in our bricked wilderness an inner Eden if only we dare dream...
Poem: Waiting for the Flowers to Show
hellebores taunt me the verge of opening up to shine in winter’s light so close… yet still guarded against the chill maybe my impatience is a mirror my own heart like the hidden stamens there but closed off not yet for display waiting for warmer spring shine safety from...
Musicals?
Another week and what’s new? Well, work is continuing on the poetry book and the sitcom/web series with dolls thing, and I’m getting transcripts in for my university application. But the real news is I’ve had some ideas for musicals. Wait… what? Yes, musicals. The first nebulous idea was...