Archive for November, 2006

Will sue to avoid goblins

on Nov 29th 2006

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Praisesong for the Widow

on Nov 29th 2006

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Tree-Talk: Memories, Myths and Timeless Customs

on Nov 29th 2006

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Paul Muldooooooooonier!

on Nov 28th 2006

Here he is again, making a splash in Slate this time, where James Longenbach reviews Muldoon’s latest book of poetry and mentions some of Muldoon’s essays (haven’t read any of it yet, myself–such a poor scholar these days).   Take a peek, and maybe it will make you fall for Muldoon like I have. I’ll intended […]

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Zap!

on Nov 27th 2006

It’s official–my old computer is no more.  Fried.  Cooked.  Crispy.  Roasted beyond repair.  The damage was apparently done while I was in beautiful Walker Valley New York for the KR Retreat.  I use a surge suppressor, so it should have been safe, but it wasn’t.  I’m annoyed, but the thing was seven years old, couldn’t […]

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The Kalevala

on Nov 22nd 2006

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No boughs have withered because of the wintry wind

on Nov 20th 2006

No boughs have withered because of the wintry windThe boughs have withered because I have told them my dreams. That little bit of cave-dwelling miserable beauty is from Yeats, whom I love.  I stuck it out there because I’m starting to trot out wool poems over on Eating Poetry.  Check it out if you’re so […]

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Whoops

on Nov 16th 2006

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Kicking Cancer’s Ass: The Lime Project

on Nov 9th 2006

I was just packing to head out for the Knitter’s Review Retreat (not to rub it in, but, well, I’m a gonna rub it in just a tiny bit.¬† The awesomeness of finally getting to go to this retreat!), when I got an email from my dear friend Jeanne that just made me well up. […]

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The Withering of the Boughs

on Nov 9th 2006

More Yeats, also from his earlier work.  I think he’s calling me a witch, here, but I don’t think I’ll bother to be offended. The Withering of the Boughs I cried when the moon was murmuring to the birds:"Let peewit call and curlew cry where they will,I long for your merry and tender and pitiful […]

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