Monthly Archives: December 2024

The Way of the Magi

Posted on December 17, 2024 by bobjanisdillon

followa starfollowa bookfollowan exercise regimenfollow2007 Toyota Corolla in the slow lanefollowyour gutfollowyour heartfollow12,000-year-old Buddhist monk from Watertownfollowthe arrowsfollowa direct order from your superiorfollowthe Chicago Manual of Stylefollowthe road and then go home by another way

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Escalator to the Stars

Posted on December 17, 2024 by bobjanisdillon

I bought an escalator to the stars,But it only went as far as Mars.I don’t think I got my money’s worth –It’s not as beautiful as Earth.

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Here We Come a-Wassailing

Posted on December 17, 2024 by bobjanisdillon

Here we come a-wassailing Among the leaves so green; Here we come a-wand’ring So fair to be seen. Love and joy come to you, And to you your wassail too; And God bless you and send you a Happy New … Continue reading →

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The Game

Posted on December 17, 2024 by bobjanisdillon

1. Gets Out of Bed. – An unusually aggressive move for Janis, who usually opens with “Stays in bed a little longer.” While he rarely goes all the way to “stays in bed all day.” (cf. Ono-Lennon 1969) This is … Continue reading →

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Three Vignettes from the Richest Man in the Whole World

Posted on December 17, 2024 by bobjanisdillon

I. When the cat – who is, by affiliation, YOUR cat –bounds toward the door from a high tree,looking for all the world like glory,(and there was a moment there, as usual, you worriedhe may have been a goner, but … Continue reading →

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The Ghost Pirate Construction Crews of Connecticut

Posted on December 17, 2024 by bobjanisdillon

I tip my hat to the famedghost pirate construction crews of Connecticut.Many is the mere mortal who gets flustered and angryat the site of abandoned cones and lane closures,and nary a soul in site (but for the legionsof cars upon … Continue reading →

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Layers

Posted on December 17, 2024 by bobjanisdillon

In winter I like to wear layers: A layer of joy, close to the skin, and warming the heart; A layer of melancholy – which, contrary to what you might think, carries a welcome snugness, and memory, and is companion … Continue reading →

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No Poem Today

Posted on December 17, 2024 by bobjanisdillon

No poem todayIt’s cold, it’s rainy,and I don’t care to wrestmeaning from it all. Alone and full,I draw down the eye-curtains,let the honeyed and convivial darkbe the universe for me.

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35 degrees

Posted on December 17, 2024 by bobjanisdillon

I have learned, at last, to appreciate 35 degrees,not as an intrepid explorer on the world’s smallest Everest,but as a middle-aged Dad,the happy remnants of several good meals lining his waist,his dog pulling him past the melting white lumps on … Continue reading →

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The Magi

Posted on December 17, 2024 by bobjanisdillon

If the presentis causing you to lose hope, consider this:presumably, in this moment,a Magiin someone’s storyis only nowsetting out on her journey.It could be a long one,she may be six years old,wearing insufficient shoes,in the wrong climate,but these stories have … Continue reading →

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