Thursday, April 27, 2017

Frightday night

A Blair witch hunt without a full m00n?  Unusual, but
Both my L.A. psychic (Claire Voyance) and my Burkettsville Maryland medium
have told me, independently, that I should be at Coffin Rock
at midnight tonight to receive a message from Eli Kedward's
I will be there.

Sunday, April 23, 2017

Happy Birthday Roger

You are aging like a fine wine vinegar.

ad siderum

"Reach for the stars:"
Did U c the man in the m00n meet Venus this morning?  It was stellar!

Wednesday, April 19, 2017


The other other white meat:

After Easter

There are more like us. All over the world

There are confused people, who can’t remember
The name of their dog when they wake up, and people
Who love God but can’t remember where

He was when they went to sleep. It’s
All right. The world cleanses itself this way.
A wrong number occurs to you in the middle
Of the night, you dial it, it rings just in time

To save the house. And the second-story man
Gets the wrong address, where the insomniac lives,
And he’s lonely, and they talk, and the thief
Goes back to college. Even in graduate school,

You can wander into the wrong classroom,
And hear great poems lovingly spoken
By the wrong professor. And you find your soul,
And greatness has a defender, and even in death you’re safe.

Wednesday, April 12, 2017


I am hoping that the guards pass me over on my way to the exit.  Chag Pesach Sameach:

Not merely because Henry James said
there were but four rules of life—
be kind be kind be kind be kind—but
because it’s good for the soul, and,
what’s more, for others; it may be
that kindness is our best audition
for a worthier world, and, despite
the vagueness and uncertainty of
its recompense, a bird may yet wander
into a bush before our very houses,
gratitude may not manifest itself in deeds
entirely equal to our own, still there’s
weather arriving from every direction,
the feasts of famine and feasts of plenty
may yet prove to be one, so why not
allow the little sacrificial squinches and
squigulas to prevail? Why not inundate
the particular world with minute particulars?
Dust’s certainly all our fate, so why not
make it the happiest possible dust,
a detritus of blessedness? Surely
the hedgehog, furling and unfurling
into its spiked little ball, knows something
that, with gentle touch and unthreatening
tone, can inure to our benefit, surely the wicked
witches of our childhood have died and,
from where they are buried, a great kindness
has eclipsed their misdeeds. Yes, of course,
in the end so much comes down to privilege
and its various penumbras, but too much
of our unruly animus has already been
wasted on reprisals, too much of the
unblessed air is filled with smoke from
undignified fires. Oh friends, take
whatever kindness you can find
and be profligate in its expenditure:
It will not drain your limited resources,
I assure you, it will not leave you vulnerable
and unfurled, with only your sweet little claws
to defend yourselves, and your wet little noses,
and your eyes to the ground, and your little feet.
"Be Kind" by Michael Blumenthal

Saturday, April 8, 2017

Pink m00n witch hunt

The April full moon will rise at 2 a.m., Tuesday (April 11), reaching its fullest phase late at night, just after the bars close in most cities on the U.S. East Coast.

April's full moon is known as the Pink Moon, but don't expect it to look particularly pink. It is named after pink flowers called wild ground phlox, which bloom in early spring and become widespread throughout the U.S. and Canada this time of year.

Technically, the full phase — when the moon is on the exact opposite side of the Earth as the sun — happens at 2:08 a.m. EDT (0608 GMT).

I will be at Coffin Rock in the Black Hills Forest just west of Burkettsville Maryland at mid-night.


Eli Kedward, The Blair Witch.