A quote and two poem/jokes
“A man passes for that he is worth. What he engraves is itself on his face, on his form, on his fortunes. In letters of light. Concealment avails him nothing; boasting nothing. There is a confession in the glances of our eyes; in our smiles; in salutations; and the grasp of hands.” –Ralph Waldo Emerson
Emerson is an American writer I don’t really know well, but he is esteemed by some English professors. My take-away from this quote is that people in the the 19th century had a simpler perspective on life, like physiognomy: what you do affects how you look. I am more of a Modernist; it seems to me life is more complicated.
“Lost in Garlic” by yours truly
Lost in garlic, and I don’t know much.
Was I thinking aloud and fell out of touch?
But I’m back on my feet and eager to be what you wanted.
With kind-of apologies to Air Supply. I think they really did more damage to me than I to them.
“No One” by yours truly
Heard at a protest by N.A., aka No-one-cares Anonymous:
“No one cares!
No one cares.
So keep your nightmares!
Keep the nightmares!
This is not a joke, bloke:
No one cares!
We really don’t care!
And you should not stare!
It is not polite.
But well you might (we understand).
So avert your gaze,
And get out of the maze!
Get out of the maze!
Get out of the maze!”