Welcome, one and all to the annual St. Patrick's Day edition of Insomnia!
Every year I enjoy using this forum to present us - one and all - with a greeting of sorts on this, the yearly Wearing of the Green.
On with it:
HAPPY ST. PATRICK'S DAY!
THIS IS YOUR DRINK:
THIS IS YOUR DRINK'S COCKTAIL:
THIS IS YOUR DRINKING BUDDY:
THIS IS HIS DATE:
THIS IS YOUR DATE:
THIS IS YOUR OTHER DATE:
THIS IS THE OPENING BAND:
THIS IS THE HEADLINER:
THIS IS YOUR EVENT PLANNER:
THIS IS YOUR WINGMAN:
THIS IS MY MESSAGE TO YOU:
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939)
THE SECOND COMING
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: a waste of desert sand;
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Wind shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
A little ditty I've been popping together for some weeks now. It was all there at the first flush. Less was more in this case.
At the big table with the new old friends. The day Nick left for New York he looked like CuChulainn in his knitted beard. The word barbarian means "bearded one". In Ancient Rome the bearded ones smashed the skulls of the clean shaven beneath the weight of history. And James Joyce wore a mustache in less desperate times.
Joe Nolan was born under a bad sign on June 13th in Detroit, Michigan in the last Metal Year of the Dog. Polymath, provocateur, inter-media artist, his tell-tale signs have turned up in music, visual art, journalism, poetry, fiction, video and film. A double Gemini, his interests range from the pharmacology of phenomenology to fly fishing; from mysticism to mixed martial arts; from Chaos to counting angels on the heads of pins. He has finished recording his third CD,
"Blue Turns Black"in Nashville, Tennessee. Click on
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