Cover art for Depeche Mode’s “Enjoy the Silence” single, 1990

Mute Records.

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So we’re set, then.

Still a better attack plan then sending Dothraki cavalry ahead unsupported at the Battle of Winterfell.

And … still a better love story than “Twilight.”

I didn’t make this meme — I found it on Twitter.  Everyone knows this is a gag cooked up by the young people, right?  PLEASE tell me that everyone knows this is a gag.  Otherwise, someone is going to get shot.

Probably me, even though I’ll be nowhere near Area 51, because that’s just how my luck works.

Me, I’d rather storm Pier One than Area 51 — get me some nice furniture.  (I’m old.)

 

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Bee cool.

If you want to read some fantastic postapocalytic poetry, then do stop by The Bees Are Dead.

There is some outstanding work by Linda Imbler, Benjamin Blake, Howie Good, Jake Tringali, Cody Simpson, Yuan Changming, Holly Day and more.

 

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Photo credit: Engin Asil [CC BY-SA 3.0 (https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)%5D

“Beethoven Listening To A Muse,” Ludovic Alleaume, 1928

Lithograph.

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“The Writer” appears at Every Writer!

I am grateful tonight to Editor Richard Edwards for publishing “The Writer” at Every Writer!

I’m quite happy that Mr. Edwards felt my poem might appeal to the readers of Every Writer — especially considering what an important resource Every Writer has been to the independent literature community since 1999.

You can find the poem right here:

“The Writer,” by Eric Robert Nolan

 

 

 

The Piker Press features “Smiling Among Inert Shipwrecks”

I’m honored tonight to share here that The Piker Press has graciously published my poem, “Smiling Among Inert Shipwrecks.”

Once again, I’m indebted to Editor Sand Pilarski for allowing me to join the creative community of this wonderful weekly journal of arts and sciences.

You can find the poem at the link below:

“Smiling Among Inert Shipwrecks,” by Eric Robert Nolan

 

 

“Amore e Morte,” Calcedonio Reina, 1881

“Love and Death.” Oil on canvas.

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“There is a place where the sidewalk ends.”

There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.

— excerpt from “Where the Sidewalk Ends,” by Shel Silverstein

 

Sidewalk rainbow.

Photo credit: Monika Wahi [CC BY-SA 3.0 (https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)%5D

Illustration of skunk from John Burroughs’ “Squirrels and Other Fur-Bearers,” 1909

Houghton Mifflin Company.

There is one baby skunk who regularly crosses the street just after nightfall between one neighbor’s yard and the one opposite.  I keep trying to get decent pictures or video when I spot him (from a discreet distance, of course).  But no luck — my phone camera just doesn’t do terribly well in the dark.  Hence the illustration below.

As you know if you’ve ever seen one, skunk look like shaggy, very unkempt cats.  (The correct plural here is indeed “skunk,” although either “skunk” or “skunks” is acceptable; I checked.)  They don’t move terribly quickly either — I guess speed wasn’t something they had to evolve, given their well known method of pushing back at trouble.

I thought of warning my neighbors that their yard is a thoroughfare for skunk, because that seems like a good thing to know.  But that sounds too much like an insult, and these people have guns.

I’m also not sure why Burroughs’ illustration below appears to show baby skunk inside of a vast hornets nest, because I’m reasonably sure that’s now how it works with skunk.  Although I’m admittedly no naturalist, so who knows?

[Update 10:30 PM: Now there is a skunk in my backyard!!]

 

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It’s so hot out that it looks like the new street tar is melting.

I’m serious. Look at the picture below. This is from a pothole that was fixed yesterday.

If it were any hotter out here, it would be King’s Landing.

Remember, guys. Replenish your electrolytes by drinking lots of Mercury Retrograde.

 

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