Nu,Who Knows Me In China?

Connoisseurs of Yiddish humor will recognize the post title as the last line of a winding textured story that ends with a rueful shrug. I wouldn't attempt it written form for the obvious, accentless limitation. Suffice it to say, as in much of Yiddish humor, getting to the punchline takes awhile and is most of … Continue reading Nu,Who Knows Me In China?

Four Stanzas In A Minute Of Panic

Another friend called With little time left After the Fall Every moment’s a theft Seeded on Sunday A knock at the door Fangs in a nightmare Neck in a claw Who comes to help? Rapists as Saints Hand on the Holy Book Dripping white paint Facing the Altar Facing the Cross Some still won’t tremble … Continue reading Four Stanzas In A Minute Of Panic

Cam’s Sad Sad Dab

It has been quite a while since hair products have held sway over me– though I applied shampoo to the top of my head long after it was only the wispy dreamers on the sides that needed tending–but when Cam Newton, Carolina’s polarizing quarterback, league MVP and media VIP, attracted national attention for his dab, … Continue reading Cam’s Sad Sad Dab

Bob Wins The Big One

Bob Dylan has won the 2016 Nobel Prize for Literature. Somebody tell Watson. They seemed close. The grizzled pitchman for Cadillac, Pepsi, Victoria Secret and IBM has been awarded the highest prize in Literature, for “having created new poetic expressions within the great American song tradition.” Well, duh. Or, they could just ask the 98% … Continue reading Bob Wins The Big One