Has that ever happened to you?
You were paddling along just fine downriver, with one useful but unloved paddle in one hand and about half of another paddle somewhere in between hand and bush, when that unloved paddle became too unloved and the longing for the half-paddle became more important?
Eventually, you got disgruntled enough to discard the unloved albeit useful paddle, suddenly found yourself going upriver, and the half-paddle turned out to be entirely elusive?
OK, so I'm talking in riddles here, but the situation is pretty clear: up shit creek without a paddle.
Scared shitless and almost willing to turn around again to grasp for what might remain of the unloved paddle...
– Len "Master of Self-Inflicted Riddles" Blumfeld
This world is so wide that, even if you flitted around and around it, you would never reach the end of it. This blog is a collage of more or less literary and humorous, outlandish or sometimes even serious glimpses at this great wide world.
Monday, June 22, 2009
Sunday, June 21, 2009
In honor of Ali Akbar Khan
Ali Akbar Khan, one of the most celebrated Indian musicians and great master of the sarod, passed away on June 18, 2009, in California, aged 87. Hear and see him perform raag Marwa on Youtube:
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Grey June day
It's a grey day out there
with grey feelings
Was there ever anything real?
What's real is this tepid weather
come from somewhere up north,
possibly Iceland
Feelings iced over,
so to speak
I myself am grey enough
not to be noticed
– Len "Grey" Blumfeld
An uninvited guest from up north for Totally Optional Prompts. All à propos and razor-edge-of-time, including the fact that a child I like a lot did not appear to see me at all this morning.
with grey feelings
Was there ever anything real?
What's real is this tepid weather
come from somewhere up north,
possibly Iceland
Feelings iced over,
so to speak
I myself am grey enough
not to be noticed
– Len "Grey" Blumfeld
An uninvited guest from up north for Totally Optional Prompts. All à propos and razor-edge-of-time, including the fact that a child I like a lot did not appear to see me at all this morning.
Monday, June 1, 2009
Donnie and Geronimo, youthful warriors
“It was such a dreary day. You looked just as dreary.”
“And that’s why you embraced me? Even though you know I have no tolerance for embraces!”
“Oh, knock off that intolerance crap! You’re just timid, and that human touch created turmoil such as you’ve never felt before.”
“Next thing you’re going to tell me that I love you!”
“Precisely that, you timid fool.”
– Leonard Blumfeld (© 2009)
Written around Dreary, Embrace and Timid from 3WW.
“And that’s why you embraced me? Even though you know I have no tolerance for embraces!”
“Oh, knock off that intolerance crap! You’re just timid, and that human touch created turmoil such as you’ve never felt before.”
“Next thing you’re going to tell me that I love you!”
“Precisely that, you timid fool.”
– Leonard Blumfeld (© 2009)
Written around Dreary, Embrace and Timid from 3WW.
Denouement
I edited my story.
Now it's all happy endings.
Everyone's happy about their happy endings.
Even those that died are happy
because they died happy deaths.
How about that.
- Len "Frenchy" Blumfeld
Written for One Single Impression and Denouement.
Now it's all happy endings.
Everyone's happy about their happy endings.
Even those that died are happy
because they died happy deaths.
How about that.
- Len "Frenchy" Blumfeld
Written for One Single Impression and Denouement.
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