the TV screen won’t stop talking…my poem

the TV screen won’t stop talking…my poem

you know what to do…

 

point and squeeze

 

Shoot me if I start watching TV again.

 

I don’t want to be

   like the old lady in the wheelchair

      who turns, with some visible pain,

to gaze at the TV screen as she’s pushed past it.

 

I don’t want to be

   like the old guy in the fitness room

      who sits on his exercise chair

         and looks up, fixated with mouth agape,

at the TV screen that won’t stop talking.

 

I don’t want to be

   like the people in the waiting room

      who can’t stop looking

         at the TV screen

            with the sound turned down.

 

Keep an eye on me—you know what to do.

 

May 14, 2025

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The Scarlet Letter, victim of Hollywood

Nathaniel Hawthorne’s version is best

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time is different near the sea

time is different near the sea

this is so simple…

 

 

“Time is more complex near the sea

         than in any other place…”

 

Just think for a sec—how many watches do you need?

 

From Tortilla Flat in The Short Novels of John Steinbeck, by John Steinbeck with an introduction by Joseph Henry Jackson, New York: The Viking Press, orig. copy. 1953, 1963.

527 pages

p. 109

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The Reader (Der Vorleser)

Not just a rehash of WWII…

by Bernhard Schlink

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“…some part is ocean?…”…“my sand,” my poem

“…some part is ocean?…”…“my sand,” my poem

sand is humble…

 

 

my sand

 

When did I first know

   that inside of me

      some part is ocean?

 

I feel the gift

   of a swelling crest,

I carry little waves

   to make a shore

      wherever I may need

         to stop and rest,

 

I see afar with eyes of birds,

   I skim a surf

      where no one goes,

I walk with you

   and wonder

      that we may have different sand

         between our toes,

 

the breaker sound

   is a familiar call,

you may hear me hum

   but can you hear

      my offshore breeze,

the plover’s song that

   lingers at my ear?

 

The ocean part of me is older, noisier,

easier, light like driftwood,

calm as sunsets,

sure as tides,

bright as sunrise,

as humble as sand,

eternal like blue water.

 

April 26, 2025

Inspired by a haiku by Rosemary Wahtola Trommer, April 20, 2025.

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Book review: Shantung Compound

They didn’t care much

        about each other…

by Langdon Gilkey

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goodness, a small flame…

goodness, a small flame…

pass the light forward…

 

 

“The goodness inside you is like a small flame,

and you are its keeper….

so long as your flame flickers,

there will be some light in the world.”

 

from The Daily Stoic by Ryan Holiday and Stephen Hanselman

New York: Portfolio/Penguin, 2016

p. 201

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84, Charing Cross Road (book review)

Helene Hanff, on reading good books…

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Atonement…book review

Atonement…book review

a lifelong quest…

 

 

Book review:

Atonement

 

by Ian McEwan (b1948)

New York: Nan A. Talese/Doubleday, 2001

351 pages

 

Atonement is a story of the profound sadness of a child. The sadness is a burden on several lives. McEwan invites the reader to learn to understand the life of a child who learns to understand that atonement can be a lifelong quest.

The child Briony knows she is a writer. She spends most of her life trying to understand how writing can be more than a fancy, and learning how to make it a substitute for real lives.

Briony, mature and nearing her own death, writes the final draft of her regrets for the childish impulse that unmade the lives of her beloved Cecilia and her beloved Robbie.

Briony learns that atonement can fill every space in a life, and she learns that atonement can be impotent.

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Book review: Shakespeare’s Wife

Germaine Greer went overboard a bit…

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What Orwell Didn’t Know…book review

What Orwell Didn’t Know…book review

“…to make lies sound truthful…”

 

 

Book review:

What Orwell Didn’t Know:

Propaganda and the New Face of American Politics

 

Andras Szanto, ed.

New York: Public Affairs, 2007.

236 pages.

 

This collection by Andras Szanto was published before the Obama presidency and what followed.

Essays by Martin Kaplan, Victor Navasky, and Geoffrey Cowan, in particular, illuminate these insightful, topical revelations about media failure to communicate truths.

George Orwell’s well-known essay, “Politics and the English Language,” is still useful and challenging, almost 75 years after he wrote it.

An excerpt from What Orwell Didn’t Know:

“…the present political chaos is connected with the decay of language…Political language…is designed to make lies sound truthful and murder respectable, and to give an appearance of solidity to pure wind…”

It is a terrifying reality that this statement sounds like it was written yesterday.

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Book review: The Bartender’s Tale

Ivan Doig’s story, I mostly loved it…

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