Saturday, November 17, 2018

Senses working overtime #186

1 A sombre week



Just when you thought the odious Donald Trump couldn't plumb any new depths of insensitivity, he did.

2 The horror, the horror




3 Michelle Obama



The Guardian featured some extracts from her autobiography recently. They were as impressive as she is. Class. All class. And yet - down to earth!

4 Seth is wise Part 1,467


One by one, the urgent goes away

Those emergencies from a year ago (and a month ago), they’re gone.
Either they were solved, or they became things to live with. But emergencies don’t last. They fade.
Knowing that, knowing that you will outlast them, every single one of them, does it make it easier to see the problem, not the panic?
5 Poetry corner - a modern ode to autumn

November

Show's over, folks. And didn't October do
A bang-up job? Crisp breezes, full-throated cries
Of migrating geese, low-floating coral moon.

Nothing left but fool's gold in the trees.
Did I love it enough, the full-throttle foliage,
While it lasted? Was I dazzled? The bees

Have up and quit their last-ditch flights of forage
And gone to shiver in their winter clusters.
Field mice hit the barns, big squirrels gorge

On busted chestnuts. A sky like hardened plaster
Hovers. The pasty river, its next of kin,
Coughs up reed grass fat as feather dusters.

Even the swarms of kids have given in
To winter's big excuse, boxed-in allure:
TVs ricochet light behind pulled curtains.

The days throw up a closed sign around four.
The hapless customer who'd wanted something
Arrives to find lights out, a bolted door.

Maggie Dietz (2016)
via Megan


Overtime: Bless you Stan Lee



Without him, no Fantastic Four. No Thor. No Spidey. No fun. No youth. Thank you Mr Lee. Rest in peace. Excelsior!

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