Everything changes.

Yes we must protect our culture.

arright, WHAIRE did that apostrophe come from, populating in a wrong place?

Well, oh boy, migraine has gone back into it's ugly cave for now. Migraine, be gone forever!

A thickness of thieves

oh yeah, I thought it was probably screen-related, LOL! Hope you sidestep those side effects effectively.

What's the bank and how come I never heard of it? Second question is mostly rhetorical, we tend not to hear about such things, I well know.

Flapdoodle

Band name?
Chapbook title?

Cynthia Wanders My Neighborhood with the shock of hospice behind her / and her ashes scattered on her cherished Pacific.

#Poetry

"Keep moving
through the gloom of a spinned myth"

poets.org/poem/cynthia...

💜

This is what happens when stoners go soft. Whoever came up with this has never gone to a dealer named Crawler and had to play 30 minutes of street fighter and feed some crickets to his pet lizard before leaving with a bag of ditchweed and they never made a gravity bong or cut a pipe from an apple.

How thick ARE thieves, anyway?

But for real, I'd love to have a Mystic Strato-Viewer!

Been down all day with migraine from hell, did I miss anything good?

No?

😂

Washington’s Wolf Population Increases More than 17% Center for Biological Diversity: OLYMPIA, Wash.— Washington’s wolf population increased by 17.4% last year and the number of successful breeding pairs increased by 27%, according to figures released today by the Washington Department of Fish and Wildlife.

Latest news: Washington’s wolf population increased by 17.4% last year and the number of successful breeding pairs increased by 27%, according to figures released on Friday by the Washington Department of Fish and Wildlife.

🔗https://bit.ly/4tTJfaZ

Word of the Day: Chortle

CHOR- (stressed): Sounds like "chaw" or "chore" (but without the "r" sounding strongly)

-TLE (unstressed): A quick "tuhl" sound

A chortle (verb) is a joyful, partly muffled, or snorting laugh, often blending glee with amusement.

I learned a world from each / one whom I loved

Allen Ginsberg

A large white waterfowl with orange feet stands in front of a door. On the door is a cardboard sign secured with tape that reads, "DO NOT LET THE DUCK IN." Adding insult to injury, I think the duck might be a goose.

Whatever you do,

Our Lady of the Garden Pádraig Ó Tuama i.m. Paula Merwin All this time, I felt like I had to describe the things I did, and what was done to me, how I had to wander a strange world for years, needing to be busy, sleeping in strange beds, searching through cities for chapels to weep in, learning the stitches that keep a ripped heart together for a while, when what I really need to say is that it rained all night and morning, and the drops were a percussion on the trees, and after the sun rose, I saw an insect land on the railing and take shelter, and a bird drank from a leaf. Wild pigs exploded from the bushes where they'd hid, and the sage in the bowl smelt of memory and musk. A toad sat-still as any god-on the wet stone.

All this time, I felt like I had to describe
the things I did, and what was done to me,
how I had to wander a strange world for years,
needing to be busy, sleeping in strange beds,
searching through cities for chapels to weep in,
-Pádraig Ó Tuama
#Poetry 💙📚👀

It is! Personally I find Wordpress entirely opaque at the user level. *bows* Grateful to have an old friend who's been willing to make me a website for free, and to maintain it! as I can't even do Wix or others (s'posed to be easy. pfft.)

To live past the end of your myth is a perilous thing. —Anne Carson

A glazed ceramic teapot and two mugs with art depicting the northern lights along with silhouette figures of a couple and their dog looking at the aurora.

A while back I commissioned a wedding gift for two dear friends from @amyraehill.bsky.social and tonight I was able to give it to them! She turned my friend's photo of the northern lights from their engagement trip into a gorgeous ceramic tea set and I could not be happier with the result.

Wowie-zowie!

delicate emissions poetry zine published quarterly by ghostlight silence press

Well, well, well. We have a website. Improvements coming as the editor's skills and finances increase.
delicateemissions.wordpress.com

Were it not for internet publishing I'd probably never have been published, though I do love a physical book/mag! and have a few of those around too. But honestly? there is no "only" about it.

Bowles on William Burroughs's claim that he didn't remember writing Naked Lunch: "He ought to remember it. It was all over the floor. There were hundreds of pages of yellow foolscap all over the floor, month after month, with heelprints on them, rat droppings, bits of old sandwiches, sardines..."

Sumer is icumen in
Lhude sing cuccu
Groweþ sed
and bloweþ med
and springþ þe wde nu
Sing cuccu

I’m smoking a CAMEL now
and I have a big hole in my
shoulder from washing away
a lot of dirt. Are you there?

there, are you? I am here
and the storm is not enough,
it should crash in and wet,
there should be maelstrom where

- Frank O'Hara, liszting

Thanks, but so much more I wanted to do!. However, taking it easy now. :)