Draughts in the afternoon and winning leisurely pleasures of the like can not but bring the thoughts often deep pulsating, pervasive. How can I praise her, how can she be praised? I dare not disturb the tranquility of the afternoon’s pleasure. There are more fish in the sea! Why this one or the one before that?
Fall 2008
Babysitting on the 14th floor can be a rather tricky undertaking. First of all, there’s the balcony with the spectacular view of the bold Lake Michigan to tempt a daedalian soul. Then, there’s the beer, wine and fully stocked bar. Drinking alone proves to be quite enjoyable after all. I’ve shied away from the monstrous Tv with the intimidating remote as as a new book (2011) on social media, entitled ENGAGE. (The cover boasts a large chain and exclamation points…aesthetic jewels which provided a rather amusing backdrop as I attempted to read Mike’s poem.)
Well, I am going to do that thing where I talk about my life right before I see all of you because that way we can skip trivialities.
We were the last romantics – chose for theme
Traditional sanctity and loveliness;
Whatever’s written in what poets name
The book of the people; whatever most can bless
The mind of man or elevate a rhyme;
But all is changed, that high horse riderless,
Though mounted in that saddle Homer rode
Where the swan drifts upon a darkening flood.
-W.B. Yeats
