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Category Archives: 2024 Daily Poems
The Way of the Magi
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
Escalator to the Stars
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.
The Game
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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Tagged blog, chess, fiction, FIDE, game theory, janis-joplin, music, reviews, teleology
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The Ghost Pirate Construction Crews of Connecticut
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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Tagged commuting, Constitution State, construction, humor, Pirates of the Caribbean, Waterbury
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Layers
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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Tagged clothes, emotions, fashion, gear, hiking, layers, travel, winter
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No Poem Today
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.
35 degrees
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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Tagged aging, cold, dog walks, happiness, living in the moment
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The Magi
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
Perspective
All of my heroicsdo not change the factthat for some protagonist out thereI’m only in there brieflyand only thenfor comic effect
Glory
Folks will whistle for a dollar,or cut coupons for a dime,but for a tablespoon of glory,they’ll dole out all their time. We’ll give up Sundays for salvation,And Fridays for a buzz,but for a tablespoon of glory,she’ll trade in all she … Continue reading
Rev. Bob Janis 