Organisms in Action
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… that ecological niche was assumed to exist … This is from The Triple
Helix: Gene, Organism, and Environment by Richard Lewontin (2000, 1998): …
There is ...
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Well, I've closed (almost) one chapter of this year's schoolwork. Next
Friday I'll go up to Monson for the kids' show opening, but I'm done with
schoolte...
Towards a Working Class Bible
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Nature promised man little. Many working poor rage against God for their
place. The water is too deep, so we drift through life. A little more wind
for the...
Human Rights Day Today
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The Nobel Peace Prize this year went to Narges Mohammadi, 51, of Iran. She
was arrested 13 times, convicted for five and sentenced to a total of 31
years ...
Stay away from the pool
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My mother & I were visiting a friend of hers who was living in an apartment
complex that I regarded at the time as positively palatial, what for the
commun...
In Memory of Ed Ochester, Poet & Editor, RIP
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We have asked Ed Ochester (above) to edit our Sunday poetry pages for the
next few months. Here is one of Ed's poems: March of the Penguins The
editor of N...
“In spite of all the learned have said ...”
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Philip Freneau
Philip Freneau (1752-1852) was a journalist and poet in the early years our
country was forming. And, oh, by the way, I once wrote an under...
Jason Tandon
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Born in Hartford, CT in 1975, Jason Tandon is the author of four books of
poetry, including *The Actual World*, *Quality of Life*, and *Give Over the
Hec...
Balance is important in design
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Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetuer adipiscing elit. Aenean commodo
ligula eget dolor. Aenean massa. Cum sociis Theme natoque penatibus et
magnis dis ...
Feeding therapy FINALLY!!
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There is so much to catch up on and yet so little. I have noticed that the
last year has felt like an inward journey and so telling a story hasn’t
fe...
One year gone ...
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*Meeting Mark Mothersbaugh*
Today marks one year as editor of *Fresh Water *for me. Man-o-man, what a
ride it has been. Despite the intensity of the job, o...
I'm still here
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Just posting here to let anyone know (whoever is still dropping by from
time to time) that I still haven't disappeared, I've just been spending
time away f...
2015 Mini Gift Guide
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A mini last-minute gift guide...it's been quite some time since I've
posted. But I love the holidays so much and sharing gifts that I think
would be great ...
In a Landscape - The Playlist
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John Cage, “In a Landscape”
Bob Dylan, “My Back Pages”
Neil Young, “Ambulance Blues”
The Twilight Zone Theme
Babylon 5 Theme
Simon & Garfunkel, “Richard Co...
6 comments:
I agree!
Hope your reading was excellent.
I'll have the Crushed Beetle with Trace of Shoe Leather, please!
(Well, I suppose it was just that sort of cruel humour which made such an introvert of poor Gregor. Can I change my order, please?)
I was thinking more of Ovid than Kafka . . .
But I am thinking Kafka might work fine.
I remember once going to a restaurant and having cockroaches pour out with the syrup onto my kids' waffles.
(Just a little protein, my mother would have said.)
That would make a swell first scene in the screenplay of a horror film, Lost Weekend at Ovid's.
Looked at another way, it's kind of nice to think of those bottled-up cockroaches getting their freedom.
A little like the plot of my favourite movie of last year, The Rise of the Planet of the Apes. Or the Planet of the Bauhaus?
Because that great angular drawing really wows me, Nin. Ovid seems to have had a Mondrian-influenced design sense.
The special of the day would be, I guess, the Tiresias Platter?
(Sorry, I know you said you were putting poetry menu items to rest for a while...) :)
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