Department of Life Imitates Art: An anonymous 18th century senryu*:
Not to mention all the nearby pigeon roosts.
Department of Signs of Middle Age: I put all the albums of U2 on shuffle, and found myself wanting to skip every song from after Achtung Baby.
I mean, it's not as if the last 20 years of music are a complete wash. And yet -- and yet.
Department of Small Joys: When TBD demands that I bring the moon, I say, "I can't get that for you -- I'm only a Daddy. You'll have to go there yourself."
I hope TBD makes it one day.
* Which can be loosely defined as a form of comic haiku. Not very accurately, mind, but accurate enough for these purposes.
---L.
Subject quote from "Landslide," Fleetwood Mac.
ko o motte kinjo no inu no na o oboeOh, yes, indeed.—Yanagidaru shûi, vol 9
(Now) that (I) have a child
(I'm) learning (all) the names
of the neighborhood dogs
Not to mention all the nearby pigeon roosts.
Department of Signs of Middle Age: I put all the albums of U2 on shuffle, and found myself wanting to skip every song from after Achtung Baby.
I mean, it's not as if the last 20 years of music are a complete wash. And yet -- and yet.
Department of Small Joys: When TBD demands that I bring the moon, I say, "I can't get that for you -- I'm only a Daddy. You'll have to go there yourself."
I hope TBD makes it one day.
* Which can be loosely defined as a form of comic haiku. Not very accurately, mind, but accurate enough for these purposes.
---L.
Subject quote from "Landslide," Fleetwood Mac.