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Friday, May 31, 2013
Poem: The Islands from eight miles high
By Jack Brummet
To settle on the sea floor
Like an archipelago of Atlantises.
Islands come and go,
Bobbing up and bobbing down
Like lost corks
Drifting the seven seas,
Treading continents,
And the islands and straits.
They crest the waves
Beneath gathering clouds
As flocks of birds
Circumnavigate the globe,
Shuttling from landfall to landfall.
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Beneath a chiseled frieze of cerulean blue
Islands recede into the waterTo settle on the sea floor
Like an archipelago of Atlantises.
Islands come and go,
Bobbing up and bobbing down
Like lost corks
Drifting the seven seas,
Treading continents,
And the islands and straits.
They crest the waves
Beneath gathering clouds
As flocks of birds
Circumnavigate the globe,
Shuttling from landfall to landfall.
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Thursday, May 30, 2013
Poem - from the Poetry Generator: The Cloud Endures
By Jack Brummet, and the poetry generator
1
The cloud endures like a red sun.
Winds calmly rise like a dead captain.
2
Love, adventure, and anger.
Work, anger, and death.
3
Laughter, anger and death.
The dusty skyscraper grabs the truck.
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The cloud endures like a red sun.
Winds calmly rise like a dead captain.
2
Love, adventure, and anger.
Work, anger, and death.
3
Laughter, anger and death.
The dusty skyscraper grabs the truck.
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Poem: Sailing To Naxos, or, The Vortex
By Jack Brummet
Sailing the poly-blue Aegean
On a hot day in a steamy haze,
Our ship makes a wide looping turn
A few kilometers off
The white house-dappled shore
Of Naxos, parked in the sea
Like a gem in a finding,
The houses and villas
Strung along the shore
And two layers above
Like a three strand pearl necklace
On the stout and broad neck of a Cyclops,
Waiting to leap from the sea,
And use our ship to beat the sea
Into a churning and foaming
Soup of whirlpools and funnels
That suck everything in sight
Into a sapphire blue vortex,
The water cooling each meter,
As it swirls down and cascades
Into Neptune's drain and picks up speed
As it descends into the dark
And lonely bottom of the sea. ---o0o---
On a hot day in a steamy haze,
Our ship makes a wide looping turn
A few kilometers off
The white house-dappled shore
Of Naxos, parked in the sea
Like a gem in a finding,
The houses and villas
Strung along the shore
And two layers above
Like a three strand pearl necklace
On the stout and broad neck of a Cyclops,
Waiting to leap from the sea,
And use our ship to beat the sea
Into a churning and foaming
Soup of whirlpools and funnels
That suck everything in sight
Into a sapphire blue vortex,
The water cooling each meter,
As it swirls down and cascades
Into Neptune's drain and picks up speed
As it descends into the dark
And lonely bottom of the sea. ---o0o---
Wednesday, May 29, 2013
The Adolph Hitler tea kettle
By Jack Brummet, Commerce Ed.
The beleaguered JC Penney company withdrew this kettle today. It caused an international uproar after people decided that it looked like Adolph Hitler. And it kind of does.
The beleaguered JC Penney company withdrew this kettle today. It caused an international uproar after people decided that it looked like Adolph Hitler. And it kind of does.
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Tuesday, May 28, 2013
President Obama heads back to the Jersey shore
By Pablo Fanque, National Affairs Ed.
BHO returns to Jersey to relive his FEMA success during the aftermath of Hurricane Sandy. And maybe pick up some Q ratings from his propinquity to the diminishing Governor.
BHO returns to Jersey to relive his FEMA success during the aftermath of Hurricane Sandy. And maybe pick up some Q ratings from his propinquity to the diminishing Governor.
"For Obama, the tour helps him continue redirecting the political conversation after two weeks of dealing with the fallout over the administration's response to terror attacks last September in Benghazi, Libya, the targeting of conservative groups by the Internal Revenue Service and the Justice Department's review of journalist phone records as part of a leak investigation." - CBS News
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Another rough day at The White House
By Jack Brummet
They're having a lot of them of late.
They're having a lot of them of late.
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