poem: óvissu býli
uncertain farms
uncertain drudgeries
uncertain vagabond loops
uncertain the last time you saw mary
uncertain the exact time of day
uncertain down which aisle
uncertain whether you want to
uncertain if luther ever bothered
uncertain the never-dreaming possibilities
uncertain how to fly so high
uncertain if this is the really
uncertain why you even care
uncertain the gods in their siesta'd glory
uncertain if presbyterianism carries weight
uncertain the price you pay
uncertain why you received the honorable
uncertain two blushing lips
uncertain the qaundary of downsizing
uncertain the warehouse on basse
uncertain why stevie ever wrote that one
uncertain the prerogatives of the nesters
uncertain the latitudes of your regal hair
uncertain the tropics of capricorn
uncertain why harry aped analise
uncertain which thousand remains solvent
uncertain vamps
uncertain blokes
uncertain lucy meets ethels
uncertain the prince of peace
uncertain the delicatessen where last you meet
uncertain the pending rhyme
uncertain the golden opportunities
the cadillac jacks
the ypsilanti facts
the fashionable vagaries
the apologetic bibliographies
the ballyhoo'd abnormalities
in the trenchant vein . . .
Labels: nostrum
10 Comments:
So glad to know that you know who you are and why you're here and where you're going ;-)
Teresa: Appreciate your optimism. (:-D)
This made my day ... wonderful!
Anno: Ypsilanti was, of course, for you, but I would have thought that visions of packersteelers would be making your day . . .
Well, you know how much I love football... So who are you cheering for this year? And, more importantly, what are you making to sustain you through the show? Weather here is miserable, so we're opting for a cooktop version of our summer paella; will have to wait for the wind to die down and some of this infernal snow to melt before we can try it on the grill. No matter. We'll enjoy it anyway.
Took a rebellious pause today from The Rosetta Stone and went off exploring Brazilian poets; found a couple of links with decent audio clips, worth checking out if you're in the mood for that sort of thing:
http://librivox.org/multilingual-poetry-collection-001/
http://wn.com/Category:Brazilian_poets (#5 Berimbau, with Vinicius de Moraes is one I might have to learn)
Loved this list poem :)
Latitudes of regal hair? And the aisles are usually labeled...
Is is cold in Iceland?
googled Uncertain Farms - now I am hungry and while I love the Fray and there is a pretty harmony there (though I think she should have sang with a bit more confidence - she was almost too timid to hear) Rolling in the Deep is an awesome song. I will be adding Adele to my list of music to search out!
Anno: I will follow your surfing into the warmer southern climes. I've got no interest (betting or otherwise) in the game, haven't really for years. Like you, we have no TV reception in our little urban hobbit hole: we spurn cable and antennae that actually work, leaving us to the rich deprivation of streaming Netflix. I'll check in with scores via the Net, read stories, and be able to talk about the game tomorrow without missing too many beats.
Dee: What a great name for a farm, eh? I'll have to meet the folks sometime in person: for now, hopefully I'll soon be "befriended": put my plea in today.
Really know nothing about The Fray: caught them on the radar simply by virtue of the title. First ran across Adele a few years ago, when she lost out to Duffy in my own personal battle of the bands, but this song (forwarded to me from niece Meredith) kicks plenty of butt, maybe even Duffy's.
Adele's new album 21, what I've heard thus far is amazing. And here I thought Ypsilanti was for me :)
jsd: In truth, Ypsilanti is for us all, ain't it? As it turns out, three of the four commenters here have Michigan ties.
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