I'm nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there's a pair of us — don't tell!
They'd banish us, you know.
What I'm Reading
The Economist Magazine, The Japan Times, Edna St. Vincent Millay-selected poems, Assorted Blogs
Subjects I'd Like to Learn More About
Hydro-electric power, Numismatics, Things that occur in threes.
An Interesting Fact
Charles Darwin (from Autobiography, 1887)
If I had to live my life again I would have made a rule to read some poetry and listen to some music at least once a week; for perhaps the parts of my brain now atrophied could thus have been kept active through use.
Hello. Today I launched a new blog for poetry called add Verse. The blog was designed for compiling some of my favorite poems and poets as well as to allow others to share their favorite works also. I am hoping that it allows for some discussion of these works as well as a place where people may go to find or discover interesting poems and poets. The first poem is by Edna St. Vincent Millay and is titled Passer Mortuus Est. It was from a collection I recently read titled Selected Poems the... Read Full Story
Hello. Today I launched a new blog for poetry called add Verse. The blog was designed for compiling some of my favorite poems and poets as well as to allow others to share their favorite works also. I am hoping that it allows for some discussion of these works as well as a place where people may go to find or discover interesting poems and poets. The first poem is by Edna St. Vincent Millay and is titled Passer Mortuus Est. It was from a collection I recently read titled Selected Poems the... Read Full Story
Hello. Today I launched a new blog for poetry called add Verse. The blog was designed for compiling some of my favorite poems and poets as well as to allow others to share their favorite works also. I am hoping that it allows for some discussion of these works as well as a place where people may go to find or discover interesting poems and poets. The first poem is by Edna St. Vincent Millay and is titled Passer Mortuus Est. It was from a collection I recently read titled Selected Poems the... Read Full Story
Hello. Today I launched a new blog for poetry called add Verse. The blog was designed for compiling some of my favorite poems and poets as well as to allow others to share their favorite works also. I am hoping that it allows for some discussion of these works as well as a place where people may go to find or discover interesting poems and poets. The first poem is by Edna St. Vincent Millay and is titled Passer Mortuus Est. It was from a collection I recently read titled Selected Poems the... Read Full Story
Hello. Today I launched a new blog for poetry called add Verse. The blog was designed for compiling some of my favorite poems and poets as well as to allow others to share their favorite works also. I am hoping that it allows for some discussion of these works as well as a place where people may go to find or discover interesting poems and poets. The first poem is by Edna St. Vincent Millay and is titled Passer Mortuus Est. It was from a collection I recently read titled Selected Poems the... Read Full Story
Catch and Release was recently inspired by some talk around the office. A buddy of mine has been doing a lot of fishing lately, but he hasn't really been catching anything. It still got me thinking about when I was younger and where I'm at now. http://jlcareyjr.googlepages.com/catchandrelease Read Full Story
Catch and Release was recently inspired by some talk around the office. A buddy of mine has been doing a lot of fishing lately, but he hasn't really been catching anything. It still got me thinking about when I was younger and where I'm at now. http://jlcareyjr.googlepages.com/catchandrelease Read Full Story
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Personal Helicon By Seamus Heaney for Michael Longley As a child, they could not keep me from wells And old pumps with buckets and windlasses. I loved the dark drop, the trapped sky, the smells Of waterweed, fungus and dank moss. One, in a brickyard, with a rotted board top. I savoured the rich crash when a bucket Plummeted down at the end of a rope. So deep you saw no reflection in it. A shallow one under a dry stone ditch Fructified like any aquarium. When you dragged out long roots... Read Full Story
I liked your Dirty DVD analogy, it sounds about right. And I'm hoping God will listen to you, I think he's so sick of hearing from me that he may have invested in some earplugs.
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