Aug 18, 2008
The dark will be a ground we recover in the night / Illegitimate, turning to those other bodies http://bit.ly/aJbaYW
Now carry the stone for a week, taking notes while reading the poems of Mina Loy. For nearly a century her poems have been waiting to be used as keys for the map. http://bit.ly/9eOVsZ
i took the hose to fill each hole i dug / and drove a Woolworth’s remote control truck / in and out of the water http://bit.ly/bevHjl
God, my symptoms / are so garish: this slick / pawing, clinging dead-drunk fucking / gulping our shame. http://bit.ly/dcwhCO
only cremation will do in this altitude / a plastic box of ashes spread white, not always granular / coarser bone shards, slivers of teeth http://bit.ly/djCKNR
In January gather snow, this is intimate this calling to honor the shock of being alive. http://bit.ly/aXdMUX
Archive for newsblog: writing and arts »Dye could enable Alzheimer’s diagnosis and evaluation of treatment efficacy. http://nyti.ms/cknbuq
“Journalists struggling to document the impact of the oil rig explosion have repeatedly found themselves turned away from public areas affected by the spill, and not only by BP and its contractors, but by local law enforcement, the Coast Guard and government officials.” http://nyti.ms/cxG2J5
Try not driving for 22 years. And not speaking. John Francis did it. http://bit.ly/cCpUF8
Will Richardson. Social media. Personal learning networks. Connectedness literacies. The classroom. http://bit.ly/anDEIb
Undersea plumes are a feature of the BP oil spill. http://nyti.ms/cfRMUP
Cognitive surplus, social networks and how we spend our spare time. http://bit.ly/d6TGte
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It’s been done! Fred Dagg aka John Clark, a New Zealand comedian, wrote a wonderful song in tribute to gumboots or wellies as the Brits call them.
This contest is not half as silly as the one I saw advertised in the UK last year, where the theme was “Better Customer service in Shropshire”
Catherine, I remember that contest! Didn’t you enter it, or did I Just goad you to enter it?
I’m not sure where my earlier comment went but I posted this link:
http://folksong.org.nz/gumboot/index.html
Apparently John clarke modified a song by Billy Connolly which can also be found on the internet.
I think you did suggest I entered that contest but by the time I mentioned it on my blog we had returned to NZ and it had been over for a couple of weeks. Besides, “better customer service in Shropshire” doesn’t really inspire me poetically
It doesn’t???
No… who’d a thought it?
Heh.