Innocence Attritted [Today's News Poem, April 4, 2011]
There's so much freshness, so much more innocence to shed.
The tide for example withdraws all the sand,
Draws all the hermit crabs, basks in the droppings of pelicans.
Fish fake the song at the crest of the swell—
Throbbing; a heart that pumps gills and ocean.
Welcome the edges of food-chain and welcome the
song of ablation,
the pockmarks of moon;
welcome births with one's mouth
and silvery slivers from eggs in the moonlight—
innocent still, for a moment at least.
"The federal government's chief climate adviser Professor Ross Garnaut believes nuclear power still has a vital role to play in global efforts to reduce greenhouse gas emissions, despite the crisis at Japan's Fukushima plant."
—Evan Schwarten, Sydney Morning Herald, April 5, 2011 - 2:54PM
http://news.smh.com.au/breaking-news-national/nuclear-power-still-important-garnaut-20110405-1d1wh.html
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Monday, April 04, 2011
Innocence Attritted [Today's News Poem, April 4, 2011]
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Saturday, February 26, 2011
Breadlines and Roselines [Today's News Poem, February 26, 2011]
Breadlines and Roselines [Today's News Poem, February 26, 2011]
Make a date: the Ferry Building Farmer's Market.
Wait in a civilized line for a sourdough.
In gray we trust the bridge of shadow, steel, and sunlight
To conjure the dungeness claws for an altar:
Motor oil and seagull bones; a coil of feces
Nearest the merchant with roses from Bakersfield,
And nearest where we kiss, the first of many kisses
(Enormous, between and beneath, we're impressive)—
Nearest rust we trust will wait—our lives beginning
Ordered disorder, with roses and sourdough;
And ready for bridge or pier collapse,
And ready for kiss and crab and rust.
"Workers were still hastily painting over graffiti calling Colonel Qaddafi a “bloodsucker” or demanding his ouster. Just off the tour route were long bread lines where residents said they were afraid to be seen talking to journalists."
—DAVID D. KIRKPATRICK, The New York Times, Published: February 26, 2011
http://www.nytimes.com/2011/02/27/world/africa/27libya.html
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Make a date: the Ferry Building Farmer's Market.
Wait in a civilized line for a sourdough.
In gray we trust the bridge of shadow, steel, and sunlight
To conjure the dungeness claws for an altar:
Motor oil and seagull bones; a coil of feces
Nearest the merchant with roses from Bakersfield,
And nearest where we kiss, the first of many kisses
(Enormous, between and beneath, we're impressive)—
Nearest rust we trust will wait—our lives beginning
Ordered disorder, with roses and sourdough;
And ready for bridge or pier collapse,
And ready for kiss and crab and rust.
"Workers were still hastily painting over graffiti calling Colonel Qaddafi a “bloodsucker” or demanding his ouster. Just off the tour route were long bread lines where residents said they were afraid to be seen talking to journalists."
—DAVID D. KIRKPATRICK, The New York Times, Published: February 26, 2011
http://www.nytimes.com/2011/02/27/world/africa/27libya.html
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Wednesday, December 08, 2010
Philosopher Buck in the DMZ [Today's News Poem, December 8, 2010]
Philosopher Buck in the DMZ [Today's News Poem, December 8, 2010]
It's the sound of unlikeness—not wind or the bees,
And its singing gets louder, before all its thunder
And the angles of splinter unravel themselves.
In the hidden, there's wonder. We've nibbled the mushrooms,
And we've sheltered in granite when clouds seem to chase
Us through mountains. They sneer all their winter exactly
As the canisters spend all their wonder; they kill
All beholding the sight of that liter of rapture.
"Mullen called a North Korean artillery attack last month that killed four South Koreans "unprovoked.""
—KIM KWANG-TAE Associated Press © 2010 The Associated Press, Dec. 8, 2010, 12:53AM
http://www.chron.com/disp/story.mpl/ap/top/all/7329281.html
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It's the sound of unlikeness—not wind or the bees,
And its singing gets louder, before all its thunder
And the angles of splinter unravel themselves.
In the hidden, there's wonder. We've nibbled the mushrooms,
And we've sheltered in granite when clouds seem to chase
Us through mountains. They sneer all their winter exactly
As the canisters spend all their wonder; they kill
All beholding the sight of that liter of rapture.
"Mullen called a North Korean artillery attack last month that killed four South Koreans "unprovoked.""
—KIM KWANG-TAE Associated Press © 2010 The Associated Press, Dec. 8, 2010, 12:53AM
http://www.chron.com/disp/story.mpl/ap/top/all/7329281.html
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Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Nazi Architecture [Today's News Poem, November 17, 2010]
Nazi Architecture [Today's News Poem, November 17, 2010]
While swimming in soot, near erections of towers—
Or barrels that seem to be pointed to heaven
But aim at the ground, you might notice the pillars
Are cracking: designed for the failure that's coming.
For nature abhors the incompetence gathered,
And quakes with its rage. While indulgence is stunning,
While fumes are unpleasant, consumption is monarch
Or Fuhrer of desire—while carts sell the breakfasts
And stores sell prescriptions, and monitors promise
That war ends in victory; crabs in a bucket
Are stymied by architects, thwarted by surface
And claws, as the mutiny pinches escape routes;
Until they are steamed and are cracked and then eaten.
"The Food and Drug Administration sent warning letters to four manufacturers of alcoholic energy drinks on Wednesday, saying that it was unsafe to include caffeine in the beverages."
—ABBY GOODNOUGH, The New York Times, Published: November 17, 2010
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/11/18/us/18drinks.html
"Would-be traveler John Tyner of Oceanside, California, wasn't too happy about the new "enhanced" pat-downs the agency rolled out nationally on November 1. The new guidelines let TSA officers feel passenger's genitals with their hands if they refuse to go through the high-tech body scanner."
—Jen Phillips, Mother Jones, Tue Nov. 16, 2010 1:24 PM PST
http://motherjones.com/mojo/2010/11/TSA-scan-complaints-grope-tyner
"After a brief delay, the first Dungeness crab cakes of the season should be on Bay Area dinner tables by Thursday."
—Kelly Zito, Chronicle Staff Writer, San Francisco Chronicle November 17, 2010 04:00 AM
http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2010/11/17/MNER1GD43V.DTL
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While swimming in soot, near erections of towers—
Or barrels that seem to be pointed to heaven
But aim at the ground, you might notice the pillars
Are cracking: designed for the failure that's coming.
For nature abhors the incompetence gathered,
And quakes with its rage. While indulgence is stunning,
While fumes are unpleasant, consumption is monarch
Or Fuhrer of desire—while carts sell the breakfasts
And stores sell prescriptions, and monitors promise
That war ends in victory; crabs in a bucket
Are stymied by architects, thwarted by surface
And claws, as the mutiny pinches escape routes;
Until they are steamed and are cracked and then eaten.
"The Food and Drug Administration sent warning letters to four manufacturers of alcoholic energy drinks on Wednesday, saying that it was unsafe to include caffeine in the beverages."
—ABBY GOODNOUGH, The New York Times, Published: November 17, 2010
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/11/18/us/18drinks.html
"Would-be traveler John Tyner of Oceanside, California, wasn't too happy about the new "enhanced" pat-downs the agency rolled out nationally on November 1. The new guidelines let TSA officers feel passenger's genitals with their hands if they refuse to go through the high-tech body scanner."
—Jen Phillips, Mother Jones, Tue Nov. 16, 2010 1:24 PM PST
http://motherjones.com/mojo/2010/11/TSA-scan-complaints-grope-tyner
"After a brief delay, the first Dungeness crab cakes of the season should be on Bay Area dinner tables by Thursday."
—Kelly Zito, Chronicle Staff Writer, San Francisco Chronicle November 17, 2010 04:00 AM
http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2010/11/17/MNER1GD43V.DTL
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