<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874186638051057213</id><updated>2009-12-08T20:37:25.901-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poet's Musings</title><subtitle type='html'>Musings On All Sorts of Topics, Including But Not Limited to Poetry</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Muser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430196297977803990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>959</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874186638051057213.post-2830661135479307561</id><published>2009-12-08T12:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T12:21:59.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking For A Good Cafe In Tacoma?</title><content type='html'>If you live in, are passing through, or plan to visit Tacoma, and if you're looking for good independent cafes, then look no further than a recent post by &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A Scribble or a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sonnet&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ascribbleorasonnet.blogspot.com/2009/11/tacoma-best-coffee-in-town-spar.html"&gt;Coffee In Tacoma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874186638051057213-2830661135479307561?l=poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/feeds/2830661135479307561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874186638051057213&amp;postID=2830661135479307561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/2830661135479307561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/2830661135479307561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/2009/12/looking-for-good-cafe-in-tacoma.html' title='Looking For A Good Cafe In Tacoma?'/><author><name>Muser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430196297977803990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594170413170107423'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874186638051057213.post-6689078787775169991</id><published>2009-12-08T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T11:04:50.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Translation of a Poem by Erik Gustaf Geijer</title><content type='html'>Erik Gustaf Geijer (1783-1847) was a Swedish writer, historian, and professor. He grew up in Varmland and attended Uppsala University.  Here is a link to more information about him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.1911encyclopedia.org/Erik_Gustaf_Geijer"&gt;Geijer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while ago I took a shot at translating one of his lyric poems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Salongen och Skogen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Erik Gustaf Geijer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stojande verld, du mig plågar!&lt;br /&gt;Hvar fines stillhet? Dit vill jag vandra.&lt;br /&gt;På allt havad hjertat frågar&lt;br /&gt;Ej får du svar af dig sjelf, ej af andra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hellre I skogen jag vankar.&lt;br /&gt;Aftonens flägt genom kronorna susar&lt;br /&gt;Men mina stilla tankar&lt;br /&gt;Hör jag ändå, fastän skogen brusar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Polite Society Versus The Woods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(translated by Hans Ostrom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noisy world, you plague me!&lt;br /&gt;Where is there stillness? I’ll go there.&lt;br /&gt;An old heart must not ask&lt;br /&gt;Hard questions of itself or of another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d much rather wander in woods&lt;br /&gt;Than watch days get devoured by official fervor.&lt;br /&gt;My languorous thoughts long&lt;br /&gt;For a forest, listen for its steady murmur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(translation Copyright 2009 Hans Ostrom)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874186638051057213-6689078787775169991?l=poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/feeds/6689078787775169991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874186638051057213&amp;postID=6689078787775169991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/6689078787775169991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/6689078787775169991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/2009/12/translation-of-poem-by-erik-gustaf.html' title='Translation of a Poem by Erik Gustaf Geijer'/><author><name>Muser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430196297977803990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594170413170107423'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874186638051057213.post-4980207349216109283</id><published>2009-12-07T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T15:43:40.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Napoleon Read Poetry</title><content type='html'>If a busy general and dictator like Napoleon could find time to read poetry, surely we can, too.  True, most of the information concerning the Napmeister's reading focuses on his time in exile, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;sans&lt;/span&gt; army. Maybe when he was posing for some of those portraits, he was reaching for a wee chapbook of poems stuck in his jacket.  Anyway, here is a link to more information about what he was looking for in the way of poetry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.napoleon-series.org/research/napoleon/c_read3.html"&gt;Napoleon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874186638051057213-4980207349216109283?l=poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/feeds/4980207349216109283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874186638051057213&amp;postID=4980207349216109283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/4980207349216109283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/4980207349216109283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/2009/12/napoleon-read-poetry.html' title='Napoleon Read Poetry'/><author><name>Muser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430196297977803990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594170413170107423'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874186638051057213.post-7953142943405019650</id><published>2009-12-07T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T15:29:23.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning Curve Records</title><content type='html'>A link to Learning Curve Records, Minneapolis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.learningcurverecords.com/bands/view/9"&gt;LCR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to find out exactly what kind of music "post-Punk" is.  I'm pretty sure it involves electric guitars, but that's about as far as I've gotten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874186638051057213-7953142943405019650?l=poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/feeds/7953142943405019650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874186638051057213&amp;postID=7953142943405019650' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/7953142943405019650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/7953142943405019650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/2009/12/learning-curve-records.html' title='Learning Curve Records'/><author><name>Muser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430196297977803990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594170413170107423'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874186638051057213.post-1343725628521730030</id><published>2009-12-07T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T12:30:23.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rip Rap and Cold Mountain</title><content type='html'>It is one of those relatively rare days in the Puget Sound region when the sunlight is extremely bright and temperature almost extremely low.  We started at 21 degrees this morning, but if you're sitting inside looking out, you might be tricked into thinking the view is from late Spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In honor of the crisp imagery and low temperatures, as well as the Pacific Northwest, I'll mention one of my favorite books by Gary Snyder: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Rip Rap and Cold Mountain Poems.&lt;/span&gt; Snyder is a native of the Pacific Northwest, of course, and attended Reed College, as well as serving as a fire-lookout in the Cascades.  The &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Cold Mountain Poems &lt;/span&gt;are translations of work by the Chinese poet Han Shan.  Snyder studied Asian Languages and Literature at U.C. Berkeley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A link to the book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Riprap-Cold-Mountain-Poems-Snyder/dp/1593760159"&gt;Rip Rap&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874186638051057213-1343725628521730030?l=poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/feeds/1343725628521730030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874186638051057213&amp;postID=1343725628521730030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/1343725628521730030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/1343725628521730030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/2009/12/rip-rap-and-cold-mountain.html' title='Rip Rap and Cold Mountain'/><author><name>Muser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430196297977803990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594170413170107423'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874186638051057213.post-8119298285454509767</id><published>2009-12-06T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T09:38:51.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poet Derrick C. Brown</title><content type='html'>Some performance poets came to campus, and the students especially liked the work, performance, energy, and humor of Derrick C. Brown.  Here's a link to a video of him reading with a back-up band:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.bordersmedia.com/odp/images/episode7/2.jpg&amp;imgrefurl=http://www.bordersmedia.com/odp/brown.asp&amp;h=93&amp;w=165&amp;sz=5&amp;tbnid=oC7i3Jj-L_D0_M:&amp;tbnh=56&amp;tbnw=99&amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dderrick%2Bc.%2Bbrown&amp;usg=__TxN5NxjVnTENpBE8NsTLGC5iY0U=&amp;ei=XOsbS72uJIi2swP8wvj8BA&amp;sa=X&amp;oi=image_result&amp;resnum=6&amp;ct=image&amp;ved=0CCQQ9QEwBQ"&gt;Link to Brown&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874186638051057213-8119298285454509767?l=poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/feeds/8119298285454509767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874186638051057213&amp;postID=8119298285454509767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/8119298285454509767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/8119298285454509767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/2009/12/poet-derrick-c-brown.html' title='Poet Derrick C. Brown'/><author><name>Muser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430196297977803990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594170413170107423'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874186638051057213.post-4326141156389241779</id><published>2009-12-06T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T09:33:10.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>William Kloefkorn: Nebraska's Poet Laureate</title><content type='html'>Thee position of State Poet in Nebraska carries a lifetime appointment, and William Kloefkorn holds occupies the post now.  For more information about him and his several books of poetry, please use the . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mockingbird.creighton.edu/NCW/kloefkor.htm"&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874186638051057213-4326141156389241779?l=poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/feeds/4326141156389241779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874186638051057213&amp;postID=4326141156389241779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/4326141156389241779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/4326141156389241779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/2009/12/william-kloefkorn-nebraskas-poet.html' title='William Kloefkorn: Nebraska&apos;s Poet Laureate'/><author><name>Muser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430196297977803990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594170413170107423'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874186638051057213.post-2085903108526990194</id><published>2009-12-05T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T14:43:26.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry-Blog Rankings</title><content type='html'>I found a site that ranks poetry-blogs.  So far, so good.  I don't know who does the ranking or what the criteria are, but no doubt the system makes more sense than the Electoral College and the Bowl Championship Series system:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poetryblogrankings.com/"&gt;http://www.poetryblogrankings.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do other nations like to rank things as much as Americans?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874186638051057213-2085903108526990194?l=poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/feeds/2085903108526990194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874186638051057213&amp;postID=2085903108526990194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/2085903108526990194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/2085903108526990194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/2009/12/poetry-blog-rankings.html' title='Poetry-Blog Rankings'/><author><name>Muser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430196297977803990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594170413170107423'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874186638051057213.post-2200234781016327198</id><published>2009-12-04T10:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T10:58:33.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Balloonist's Final Entry</title><content type='html'>I thought I'd posted this poem long ago, but apparently not.  It appeared first in the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Spoon River Quarterly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Balloonist's Log, Final Entry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The field of our day lay ordinarily&lt;br /&gt;before us.  Gravity and practice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tethered our thoughts&lt;br /&gt;to checklists.  Helium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swelled fabric beyond wrinkled&lt;br /&gt;rainbow to painted light-bulb.  Up--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and foreheads; then hats and coiffures,&lt;br /&gt;quickly pigment on the landscape.  Cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;littered the wind.  We thought&lt;br /&gt;we knew the limits.  But late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the day the continent of air between&lt;br /&gt;field and cloud shrank to an urgent isthmus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The causes were final and cited&lt;br /&gt;accurately.  In the meantime,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we bartered in good faith with Earth,&lt;br /&gt;starting with sandbags, moving through provisions,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending with camera, compass, and hope.&lt;br /&gt;Rapid descent reduced the gondola and us to ballast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time the trees and rocks were close enough&lt;br /&gt;to name, choice had changed to fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at a predictable rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2009 Hans Ostrom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874186638051057213-2200234781016327198?l=poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/feeds/2200234781016327198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874186638051057213&amp;postID=2200234781016327198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/2200234781016327198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/2200234781016327198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/2009/12/balloonists-final-entry.html' title='Balloonist&apos;s Final Entry'/><author><name>Muser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430196297977803990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594170413170107423'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874186638051057213.post-8528024394832378139</id><published>2009-12-04T10:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T10:52:49.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gT5-427i1lw/SxlaPlxQPaI/AAAAAAAABBo/PPbYdx3ySfc/s1600-h/whales+with+santa+hats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gT5-427i1lw/SxlaPlxQPaI/AAAAAAAABBo/PPbYdx3ySfc/s200/whales+with+santa+hats.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411455651145596322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Here is a link to a wry poem, "December Substitute," by Ken Nesbitt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poetryfoundation.org/archive/poem.html?id=176551"&gt;link-to-poem&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874186638051057213-8528024394832378139?l=poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/feeds/8528024394832378139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874186638051057213&amp;postID=8528024394832378139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/8528024394832378139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/8528024394832378139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/2009/12/december-poem.html' title='December Poem'/><author><name>Muser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430196297977803990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594170413170107423'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gT5-427i1lw/SxlaPlxQPaI/AAAAAAAABBo/PPbYdx3ySfc/s72-c/whales+with+santa+hats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874186638051057213.post-146245676740196691</id><published>2009-12-03T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T17:13:12.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisconsin's Poet Laureate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Marilyn L. Taylor&lt;/span&gt; is the Poet Laureate of Wisconsin, and here is a link to her Web page:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mlt-poet.com/"&gt;http://www.mlt-poet.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her term runs through 2010.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874186638051057213-146245676740196691?l=poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/feeds/146245676740196691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874186638051057213&amp;postID=146245676740196691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/146245676740196691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/146245676740196691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/2009/12/wisconsins-poet-laureate.html' title='Wisconsin&apos;s Poet Laureate'/><author><name>Muser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430196297977803990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594170413170107423'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874186638051057213.post-2977088830429538867</id><published>2009-12-03T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T17:11:08.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carol Muske-Dukes</title><content type='html'>Mary Beth Barber of the California Arts Council wrote to inform me that &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Carol&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Muske-Dukes&lt;/span&gt; is the new Poet Laureate of California.  Thanks to Mary Beth, congratulations to Carol, and a pleasant evening to Ina Coolbrith.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874186638051057213-2977088830429538867?l=poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/feeds/2977088830429538867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874186638051057213&amp;postID=2977088830429538867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/2977088830429538867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/2977088830429538867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/2009/12/carol-muske-dukes.html' title='Carol Muske-Dukes'/><author><name>Muser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430196297977803990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594170413170107423'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874186638051057213.post-4245888995680714686</id><published>2009-12-03T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T11:54:57.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Al Young, California's Poet Laureate</title><content type='html'>As you might have guessed from the title of this post, Al Young is California's Poet Laureate.  (Excellent choice, California!).  Here is a link to  more information about that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.netstate.com/states/symb/poetlaureate/ca_poetlaureate.htm"&gt;http://www.netstate.com/states/symb/poetlaureate/ca_poetlaureate.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ina Coolbrith, in addition to possessing a terrific name, was California's first Poet Laureate.  With raw immodesty, I must mention that a poem of mine once won an Ina Coolbrith Award.  I drove from Davis to Berkeley to pick it up (the award, not the poem) and to eat dinner, which, to college student, was a most welcome aspect of the award. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's to Ina and Al.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874186638051057213-4245888995680714686?l=poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/feeds/4245888995680714686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874186638051057213&amp;postID=4245888995680714686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/4245888995680714686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/4245888995680714686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/2009/12/al-young-californias-poet-laureate.html' title='Al Young, California&apos;s Poet Laureate'/><author><name>Muser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430196297977803990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594170413170107423'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874186638051057213.post-1906359375795720506</id><published>2009-12-02T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T13:28:25.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Minnesota's Poet Laureate</title><content type='html'>I have known relatives in Minnesota, so I'm sure they're aware that the venerable Robert Bly is the Poet Laureate of that state.  His holding such an established governmental post might have been unthinkable in the 1960s and 1970s, partly because he wrote, read, published, and spoke so fiercely and constantly against war. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now the decision to give him the honor seems perfect--but not without a hitch, it seems.  Apparently Governor Tim Pawlenty (whose last name seems like a lovely three-syllable way of saying "plenty") vetoed, not the appointment of Bly itself, but the position of Poet Laureate, which the legislature had re-established.  Pawlenty was quoted as opining,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Even though we have a state 'folklorist,' I also have concern this will lead to calls for other similar positions. We could also see requests for a state mime, interpretive dancer or potter."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the governor intended this argument to be one opposed to the Poet Laureate position, but it is more easily interpreted as an argument in favor.  How splendid to have a state mime, a state dancer, and a state potter!  These are the sorts of positions that would improve one's view of government. And how amusing to see journalists attempting to interview the state mime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the governor relented, or had his veto over-ridden or rode hard and put away wet, or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first Poet Laureate of Minnesota was Margarette Ball Dickson, I have learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  More information:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.loc.gov/rr/main/poets/minnesota.html"&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many votes does it take to get elected governor of Minnesota?  Puh-lenty!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874186638051057213-1906359375795720506?l=poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/feeds/1906359375795720506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874186638051057213&amp;postID=1906359375795720506' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/1906359375795720506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/1906359375795720506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/2009/12/minnesotas-poet-laureate.html' title='Minnesota&apos;s Poet Laureate'/><author><name>Muser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430196297977803990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594170413170107423'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874186638051057213.post-6295072291921190437</id><published>2009-12-02T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T13:15:15.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poet Laureate of Kentucky</title><content type='html'>I haven't spent a lot of time in Kentucky.  I think I paused in Louisville's airport once, and I seem to remember (or remember the illusion) that when I attended a convention in Cincinnati, I crossed a bridge in a suburb and took up momentary residence in Kentucky. But I carried no letters of transit, alas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, my parents' eclectic bookshelf contained a novel called &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Kentucky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Rifle,&lt;/span&gt; which was well suited to my reading interests at one point.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of which is an irrelevant introduction to the fact that Gurney Norman is the Poet Laureate of the Commonwealth of Kentucky, and apparently among the 50 stately (or statish) entities in the U.S., 4 are commonwealths, not states.  What's the difference? I'll need to get back to you on that one.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a link to an article about Gurney Norman's appointment some 5-6 months ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.prlog.org/10282541-writer-gurney-norman-named-kentucky-poet-laureate.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gurney Norman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874186638051057213-6295072291921190437?l=poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/feeds/6295072291921190437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874186638051057213&amp;postID=6295072291921190437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/6295072291921190437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/6295072291921190437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/2009/12/poet-laureate-of-kentucky.html' title='Poet Laureate of Kentucky'/><author><name>Muser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430196297977803990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594170413170107423'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874186638051057213.post-2350808749277915374</id><published>2009-12-02T07:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T07:53:20.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brown-Eyed Handsome Man</title><content type='html'>It seems Chuck Berry's recording of "Brown-Eyed Handsome Man" appeared in 1956, but I recall hearing it on a 75 rpm in the early 1960s.  My father's second job then was tending bar at night, and sometimes he came home with 75's that had been removed from the juke box. That's how I first heard "Folsom Prison Blues," an excellent formative song for a young lad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's immense wit and joy in some early rock-n-roll songs, and Berry's song's an excellent example of this. There's also a lot more than meets the ear in the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's a link to a video that captures a performance of the song by Robert Cray, with Mr. Berry and Keith Richards assisting. All of the verses still make me laugh. A bonus is the sub-titles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=03OfDbsT68U"&gt;LINK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is a link to an audio recording of the original:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://popup.lala.com/popup/1513490980481056895"&gt;AUDIO&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long ago, Sun Records released a compilation of old cast-off recordings featuring Jerry Lee Lewis, Carl Perkins, and Elvis Presley goofing around in the Sun Records studio [which one may still see as it was in Memphis], and over the course of several cuts, they mess around with "Brown Eyed Handsome Man," and it's clear the song is one they wished they'd written.  As Mr. Berry did in the original recording, they pronounce "Milo" [Venus de Milo, or 'Milo Venus,' in the song] "Marlo." Charming.  "Milo Venus was a beautiful lass./ She had the world in the palms of her hands./She lost both her arms in a 'rasslin' match/To get a brown-eyed handsome man--she fought and won herself a brown-eyed handsome man."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874186638051057213-2350808749277915374?l=poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/feeds/2350808749277915374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874186638051057213&amp;postID=2350808749277915374' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/2350808749277915374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/2350808749277915374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/2009/12/brown-eyed-handsome-man.html' title='Brown-Eyed Handsome Man'/><author><name>Muser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430196297977803990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594170413170107423'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874186638051057213.post-6886235129743455274</id><published>2009-12-02T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T07:26:03.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>South Dakota's Poet Laureate</title><content type='html'>If anyone asks you today who South Dakota's Poet Laureate is, you'll be ready with the right answer: David Allan Evans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sort of thing happens to me all the time. I'll be standing in line at a cafe, and a complete stranger will come up and ask me who the Poet Laureate of Iceland is. I usually stall for time and say, "You know, I think there may be an interim Laureate in Iceland."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;South Dakota's first Poet Laureate was appointed in 1937.  His name? Charles "Badger" Clark. What a great nickname, assuming that wasn't his given middle name. T.S. Eliot had at least two nicknames--"Possum" or "Old Possum" and "tse tse," as in fly--given to him by Pound, I think. I'm giving the nod to "Badger" in this contest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information about South Dakota's Laureate-situation, please follow the . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.loc.gov/rr/main/poets/southdakota.html"&gt;LINK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874186638051057213-6886235129743455274?l=poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/feeds/6886235129743455274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874186638051057213&amp;postID=6886235129743455274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/6886235129743455274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/6886235129743455274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/2009/12/south-dakotas-poet-laureate.html' title='South Dakota&apos;s Poet Laureate'/><author><name>Muser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430196297977803990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594170413170107423'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874186638051057213.post-6279433721651203536</id><published>2009-12-01T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T09:45:13.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flirting With Permanence</title><content type='html'>The blogger &lt;a href="http://daisylacy.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://daisylacy.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; invited a poem concerning the topic of her blog: flirting. So I flirted with the idea and came up with a poem, and you should, too, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Flirting With Permanence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may consider flirting to be like the whisper&lt;br /&gt;of butterfly wings in a flower’s ear or the light&lt;br /&gt;touch of infinite possibility when skin brushes&lt;br /&gt;skin.  I’ve been sent to remind you, when the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time comes, to flirt with your long-space&lt;br /&gt;companion, your spouse, the main squizzle,&lt;br /&gt;that one to whom you plighted all the troth&lt;br /&gt;you could muster, lo these many groovitudinous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moons ago.  After many a season,&lt;br /&gt;the faithful swan still flirts. Sure, anybody&lt;br /&gt;can play at romance with strangers and&lt;br /&gt;newly-mets in an amateur’s hour &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of quips and blinking, glances&lt;br /&gt;and sinking sight-lines. More’s required&lt;br /&gt;of those who would flirt with them whom&lt;br /&gt;they know, with those what’s seen practically&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every flirtational tactic--all the plays and their&lt;br /&gt;variations under the bodacious sun. Yes:&lt;br /&gt;how to make eyes and otherwise surprise&lt;br /&gt;a long-loved lover?  That’s the question,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you’re a crafty pro-amateur, you&lt;br /&gt;know the answer and flirt all right already&lt;br /&gt;with the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;belle&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;beau &lt;/span&gt;you first flirted with &lt;br /&gt;long&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;temps&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ageau&lt;/span&gt;. To tease pleasingly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a person you permanently love summons&lt;br /&gt;a certain sagacious whimsy  from you—&lt;br /&gt;when the time comes, as I say,&lt;br /&gt;and after it's stayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright Hans Ostrom 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874186638051057213-6279433721651203536?l=poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/feeds/6279433721651203536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874186638051057213&amp;postID=6279433721651203536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/6279433721651203536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/6279433721651203536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/2009/12/flirting-with-permanence.html' title='Flirting With Permanence'/><author><name>Muser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430196297977803990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594170413170107423'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874186638051057213.post-7593346252873912632</id><published>2009-11-30T13:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T13:05:04.014-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Fine Functions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gT5-427i1lw/SxQzLdKyKLI/AAAAAAAABBI/qA5D8Tkq46s/s1600/DNA1b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 169px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gT5-427i1lw/SxQzLdKyKLI/AAAAAAAABBI/qA5D8Tkq46s/s200/DNA1b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410005324280244402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Five Fine Functions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photosynthesis.&lt;br /&gt;Genetic coding.&lt;br /&gt;Fidelity.&lt;br /&gt;Generosity.&lt;br /&gt;Mutual attraction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874186638051057213-7593346252873912632?l=poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/feeds/7593346252873912632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874186638051057213&amp;postID=7593346252873912632' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/7593346252873912632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/7593346252873912632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/2009/11/five-fine-functions.html' title='Five Fine Functions'/><author><name>Muser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430196297977803990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594170413170107423'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gT5-427i1lw/SxQzLdKyKLI/AAAAAAAABBI/qA5D8Tkq46s/s72-c/DNA1b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874186638051057213.post-7876438901335684028</id><published>2009-11-29T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T16:28:57.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections From Mississippi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Patricia Neely-Dorsey&lt;/span&gt; writes from Mississippi to inform us that her book of poems, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Reflections of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Mississippi Magnolia-A Life in Poems&lt;/span&gt;, has been published.  It is available from . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.reeds.ms/books.asp&lt;a href="http:// www.reeds.ms/books.asp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the native of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tupelo &lt;/span&gt;also maintains the blog . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.patricianeelydorsey.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.patricianeelydorsey.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874186638051057213-7876438901335684028?l=poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/feeds/7876438901335684028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874186638051057213&amp;postID=7876438901335684028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/7876438901335684028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/7876438901335684028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/2009/11/reflections-from-mississippi.html' title='Reflections From Mississippi'/><author><name>Muser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430196297977803990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594170413170107423'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874186638051057213.post-5783436457447691543</id><published>2009-11-28T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T09:00:30.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry, Technology, and Florida's Poet Laureate</title><content type='html'>The position of Poet Laureate in Florida comes with bad news and good news.  The bad news is that it is an unpaid position.  The good news is that there is no limit to the term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dr. Edmund Skellings&lt;/span&gt; is the Poet Laureate of Florida, and his biography is rare.  Teaching at different Florida universities, he has offered such traditional courses as those in Shakespeare and Understanding Poetry, but at the same time, he was genuinely a pioneer in technology and the arts &amp; humanities. For some details,including titles of Skellings' works, please see the . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.florida-arts.org/programs/poetlaureate.htm"&gt;Skellings Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874186638051057213-5783436457447691543?l=poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/feeds/5783436457447691543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874186638051057213&amp;postID=5783436457447691543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/5783436457447691543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/5783436457447691543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/2009/11/poetry-technology-and-floridas-poet.html' title='Poetry, Technology, and Florida&apos;s Poet Laureate'/><author><name>Muser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430196297977803990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594170413170107423'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874186638051057213.post-1141428603161207686</id><published>2009-11-25T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T09:50:46.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Poetry Man," by Phoebe Snow</title><content type='html'>A link to a Youtube video of Phoebe Snow performing "Poetry Man":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7OxTVxGhHFM"&gt;poetry man&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874186638051057213-1141428603161207686?l=poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/feeds/1141428603161207686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874186638051057213&amp;postID=1141428603161207686' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/1141428603161207686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/1141428603161207686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/2009/11/poetry-man-by-phoebe-snow.html' title='&quot;Poetry Man,&quot; by Phoebe Snow'/><author><name>Muser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430196297977803990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594170413170107423'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874186638051057213.post-1343273665584169546</id><published>2009-11-24T18:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T18:48:11.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Essay on Pakastani Literature</title><content type='html'>Here is a link to an interesting essay &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jahane Rumi&lt;/span&gt; on contemporary Pakastani literature:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.razarumi.com/2009/03/26/contemporary-pakistani-literature-in-the-%E2%80%98age-of-terror%E2%80%99/"&gt;http://www.razarumi.com/2009/03/26/contemporary-pakistani-literature-in-the-%E2%80%98age-of-terror%E2%80%99/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874186638051057213-1343273665584169546?l=poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/feeds/1343273665584169546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874186638051057213&amp;postID=1343273665584169546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/1343273665584169546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/1343273665584169546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/2009/11/essay-on-pakastani-literature.html' title='Essay on Pakastani Literature'/><author><name>Muser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430196297977803990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594170413170107423'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874186638051057213.post-6364449845356962357</id><published>2009-11-24T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T18:32:06.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jamaican Writer Geoffrey Philp Wins Award</title><content type='html'>Fellow blogger Poéfrika has posted news about a prize going to Jamaican writer Geoffrey Philp:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://poefrika.blogspot.com/2009/11/geoffrey-philp-wins-daily-news-prize.html"&gt;http://poefrika.blogspot.com/2009/11/geoffrey-philp-wins-daily-news-prize.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874186638051057213-6364449845356962357?l=poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/feeds/6364449845356962357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874186638051057213&amp;postID=6364449845356962357' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/6364449845356962357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/6364449845356962357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/2009/11/jamaican-writer-geoffrey-philp-wins.html' title='Jamaican Writer Geoffrey Philp Wins Award'/><author><name>Muser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430196297977803990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594170413170107423'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6874186638051057213.post-4037916557856196252</id><published>2009-11-24T18:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T18:25:37.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poet Laureate of North Dakota</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Larry Woiwode&lt;/span&gt; is the poet laureate of North Dakota.  He is also a novelist.  Here is a link to more information:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=" http://www.loc.gov/rr/main/poets/northdakota.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.loc.gov/rr/main/poets/northdakota.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6874186638051057213-4037916557856196252?l=poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/feeds/4037916557856196252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6874186638051057213&amp;postID=4037916557856196252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/4037916557856196252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6874186638051057213/posts/default/4037916557856196252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetsmusings-muser.blogspot.com/2009/11/poet-laureate-of-north-dakota.html' title='Poet Laureate of North Dakota'/><author><name>Muser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18430196297977803990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594170413170107423'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>