Annotated Archy

Just received and currently reading – The Annotated Archy and Mehitabel.  Currently perched atop my 1966 Hermes 3000.

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Last Day Of Summer, 2016

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slowing maples

Last Day Of Summer, 2016

So now I write of the end of a season

Orchids, finches, late morning dew

Seated outside in the shade I watch

My tabby lolling in a dirt patch near

The grasses, rolling and pawing at

Insects; then suddenly preening –

Then suddenly; napping

 

The goldy feline queen has decided today

That the screen porch is close enough

To the real outdoors –

She languishes on the padded wicker while

I entertain my morning guest –

The southern breeze

 

She is seated next to me, wearing light blue

Facing the direction from which she came

In a chair soon destined for the storage barn

We discuss any subject that suits the day –

Ferns in the garden, slowing maples

Gray silver dollar packets of seeds

 

Empty feeders hang nearby

The birds are all quiet just now

Babies have fledged and now they nest

Exhausted, just as the sun is flagging

 

Soon the earth will pitch that sun

Across the horizon each day

A lazy bright stone skipped across a graying pond

Frow where my companion once came

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My wife will fill the feeders soon enough

Marching through a knee deep snow –

I will watch her fulfill this labor of love

From the finch and orchid bay window

Facing the shadowy southland

Contemplating a new winter poem

~TH~

Archy and Don Marquis

On the tail of yesterday’s entry, I continued to dig deeper into the lives of Archy, Mehitabel, and Don Marquis.  I downloaded a book of poetry written by D.M. –  for free!  The poetry is quite good, especially when you keep in mind the era from which it was written.

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Here for your enjoyment is Sam Waterston reading a delightful poem by Don Marquis, regarding an assignment that Archy (the typing cockroach) was covering.  ~TH~

Orbs Have Taken To The Skies

A truncated, self replicating poem that I created, based on a cocktail napkin that inspired a little bit of art.  You yourself should try a little bit of art.

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… orbs have taken to the skies and time has predicted itself to fly and …

Smith-Corona Extras

Today my wife, our son and I (and some very good friends) all chipped in to clean out my mother-in-law’s attic.  It was a dusty, sneezy affair.  Most of the crumbling cardboard and contents were thrown out, but due diligence unearthed a few gems.  Herein I give you the SMITH-CORONA TEN DAY TOUCH TYPING COURSE.

I really like the wistful, faraway smile that either says, “Gosh, I hope to land a dead-end job soon, typing for some misogynistic boss”, or the more likely, “Gosh, I hope Brad gets here soon in his father’s Corvette so we can make out at the Drive-In and drink a six pack.”

In December of 2015 I posted information on a typewriter found at my M-I-L’s house, the  Smith-Corona Super 12 Electric.  Along with the dated receipt (of 1981) was a card promising the swell deal of a 5 record typing course for just $7.95 + sales tax.  I was seriously considering mailing the card out, but I’m so happy I didn’t!  Apparently, the good folks at Dahlkemper’s Department Store just threw in the box set – for free!

Here I have discovered the later cover for the very same 5 record set.  In the sixties they sprung for color printing, but by the time we get to the mid seventies, A simple walnut veneer on the record player, a typewriter update and a fashion change would suffice.

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Obviously she’s typing changes for a theater production just about to go up.

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In the seventies it’s down to business.

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In the sixties, Janet is still thinking about Brad.

The 5 Columbia records in my possession are in mint condition.  It appears that many before us decided that since we have two index fingers, why subject all of our digits to such torture?          ~TH~