Dialogue (mostly) taken from this Max Boot column in praise of Emperor Obama and this post arguing against Sonic Youth beatification.
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- Richard's post on Sonic Youth that sparked half of that. Maybe I'll write more about this later, but probably not, I think I've said enough.
- Silber's Against Prosecution III.
- When all you have is a big fucking rock.
- Who the fuck is Gary Sinese? I've never heard of him.
- Everything is made convenient.
- Let a Thousand Autonomous Zones Boom.
- On Richard Cohen's clownfarts.
- Moe Ran.
- 24 of the worse uniforms in history?
- New Bundesliga kits?
- Big, Bad, and World Class?
- Best and Worse Sports Owners. Angelos, Lerner, Snyder, guess which.
- You're reading No Smoking in the Skull Cave daily, yes?
- Rabbit Redux Reconsidered.
- Toibin on letters of Bishop and Lowell.
- Jim's Gaddis ur part three.
- Today's Listening Assignment.
- Today's Listening Assignment.
- Today's Listening Assignment.
- Today's Listening Assignment.
RUNT PUPPIES IN THE SHADE UNDER THE PORCH
Chris Dombrowski
They are the neighbor's or the neighbor's neighbor's
but mostly they are
this brief homily from the gospel
according to June:
the air, after week-old sheepdogs roll
through wild vetch, smells of wild vetch, the scent
first-tooth sharp, puncturing warm air that weeks ago
(Fun Country's waterslide snowed in like a cruel joke)
seemed a preposterous hope -
but winter
fills summer's buckets, and here was here before
we were with our gingham, beer and rhubarb crisp
tasting precisely this tart because dogs peed
near the stems, scrapped, or lay briefly spent inside
foliate spills of shade. Milk-tongues dangling
as they are
now, flanks heaving, the cool dark divvied
by thinnest ribs of light.
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My head, your head - LOUD! please
This too