January 5, 2018 in Verse

A Pagan Invocation

Come lye and come saponin, / Come besom of ash! / Let us froth the…
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May 27, 2017 in Cartoons + Illustrations

Queer Birds

My wife and sons coërced me into drawing our family as birds.
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August 1, 2016 in Monday Middling

Monday Middling, Nº 2

Last Monday evening, I commenced this fatuous weekly project in earnest, disclaiming that “I seem…
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July 28, 2016 in Verse

fiddleback

i should like to cascade across the sunny fields of elysium there beneath the light…
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July 25, 2016 in Monday Middling

Monday Middling, Nº 1

The Democratic National Convention is presently shaking the chandeliers sixty miles south-south-east of my home...
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July 4, 2015 in Politics

On Patriotism

I consider myself a patriot. But I will never be a nationalist, much less a…
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December 10, 2014 in Verse

Rondeau Redoublé

There’s gaps in the floorboards and dull in their gleam, There’s warp in the windowpanes,…
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December 8, 2014 in Verse

Idle Thought

I entertained an idle thought and  in that idle thought a grain...
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No man forgets his original trade: the rights of nations and of kings sink into questions of grammar, if grammarians discuss them.

Samuel JohnsonEssayist, Poet, Biographer, Lexicographer, Critic (1709–1784)

Truth be told, I am, in origin and essence, just white trash fortunate enough to know that Chippendale was a furnituremaker and not just a scantily clad firefighter at a bachelorette party.

Adam BondThe Auctor

Another maxim, conducive to the perpetuating of our union, is the observing of a medium ... between inflexible adherence to existing enactments, and the countenancing of needless innovations.

William WhiteBishop of Philadelphia, Architect of the Episcopal Church (1784-1836)

Truth must of necessity be stranger than fiction … for fiction is the creation of the human mind, and therefore is congenial to it.

G.K. ChestertonNovelist, Poet, Philosopher, Dramatist, Lay Theologian (1874-1936)

Every morning I wake up and think good, another twenty-four hours' pipe-smoking.

J.R.R. TolkienWriter, Poet, Philologist, University Professor (1892-1973)