Overheard in the Co-op:
“You work bloody hard all your life
and then when you’re finished
you have to go and see the doctor every day.”
A tweet by @SeeingMore, 4th January 2012. Submitted by Marika Rose.
Overheard in the Co-op:
“You work bloody hard all your life
and then when you’re finished
you have to go and see the doctor every day.”
A tweet by @SeeingMore, 4th January 2012. Submitted by Marika Rose.
I was born when you needed me,
my life what I make it.
The constant smack of wet on wet
Trains rush by, boy on a bike
unfinished symphony
skimming stones as far as
Brindley’s heavy mitred gates.
Spreading rumours
in bracelets of fog.
There was a fatalism
as she walked along the towpath.
Black luck, slams hedges shut
in a dark space.
The bruise of blue on bone.
Rigid and dead – silent.
Yorkshire stone
and dagger-beak
seal our fate.
Don’t cry for me dear father
I bow my smokestack slowly
The canal is deep enough.
Lines from 19 poets whose work contributed to the Rochdale Canal Festival 2012 were reassembled in a cento. Contributing authors – Connie Ramsay Bott, Janine Bullman, John Darwin, Sheila Stretton, Jeanette Lomax, Eileen Wright, Andy N, John Betjeman, Ann Oxley, Annie Wright, Paul Blackburn, Diane Cockburn, Gaia Holmes, Anne Caldwell, Julia McClay, Jo Bell, Pat Trythall, Greg Freeman, Eileen Earnshaw, Val Chapman. Submitted by Winston Plowes.
Consider
the fact
that
for 3.8 billion years,
not one
of your pertinent ancestors
was squashed,
devoured,
drowned,
starved,
stuck fast,
untimely wounded
or otherwise deflected
from its life’s
quest
of delivering a
tiny
charge
of genetic material
to the right partner
at the right moment
to perpetuate
the only
possible
sequence
of hereditary combinations
that could result –
eventually,
astoundingly,
and all too briefly –
in you.
Taken from Bill Bryson’s book A Short History of Nearly Everything (2003). Several words have been omitted between “3.8 billion years” and “not one”. Submitted by Ailsa Holland.
But then sometimes it’s time
for the nerd to come along and say,
I’m actually not that strong.
I actually don’t believe that I’m that good,
and I actually don’t believe that all of my intentions are that pure.
Actually, sometimes I’m a fucking asshole.
And everyone is, and you relate to that.
From an interview with pop artist Ben Folds published in the Charleston City Paper. Submitted by Paul.
A nonet
Please tell me then what unusual
music and dance forms are present;
I can tell you if I am
interested. If there is
a chance to see folk
dancing, I would
probably
enjoy
that.
(From the detailed requirements that Richard Stallman sends ahead of his speaking engagements)
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Or, You need to know what I dislike
avocado, eggplant, usually
(there are occasional exceptions)
hot pepper, olives, liver
(even in trace quantities)
stomach and intestine, other organ meats
cooked tuna, oysters, egg yolk
if the taste is noticeable,
except when boiled completely hard
many strong cheeses, especially those
with green fungus, desserts
that contain fruit or liqueur flavors
sour fruits, such as grapefruit
and many oranges, beer, coffee
though weak coffee flavor can be good
in desserts, the taste of alcohol
so I don’t drink anything stronger than wine
(From the detailed requirements that Richard Stallman sends ahead of his speaking engagements)
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Sijo
I grew up in the middle of the world’s biggest city,
I have crossed streets without assistance in the chaotic traffic
of Bangalore and Delhi. Leave me alone when I cross streets.
(From the detailed requirements that Richard Stallman sends ahead of his speaking engagements)
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I like cats if they are friendly,
but they are not good for me;
I am somewhat allergic to them.
This allergy
makes my face itch and my eyes
water. So the bed, and the room
I will usually be staying in,
need to be clean of cat hair.
However, it is no problem
if there is a cat elsewhere
in the house – I might enjoy it
if the cat is friendly.
Dogs that bark angrily
and or jump up on me
frighten me, unless they are small
and cannot reach above my knees.
But if they only bark or jump
when we enter the house,
I can cope, as long as you
hold the dog away from me
at that time. Aside from that
issue, I’m ok with dogs.
If you can find a host for me
that has a friendly parrot,
I will be very very glad.
If you can find someone who
has a friendly parrot I can
visit with, that will be nice too.
DON’T buy a parrot figuring
that it will be a fun surprise
for me. To acquire a parrot
is a major decision:
it is likely to outlive you.
If you don’t know how to treat
the parrot, it could be emotionally
scarred and spend many decades
feeling frightened and unhappy.
If you buy a captured wild
parrot, you will promote a cruel
and devastating practice,
and the parrot will be emotionally
scarred before you get it.
Meeting that sad animal
is not an agreeable surprise.
(From the detailed requirements that Richard Stallman sends ahead of his speaking engagements)
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Or, A microphone is desirable if the room is large
A supply of tea with
milk and sugar
would be nice.
If it is tea I really like,
I like it without
milk and sugar.
With milk and sugar.
any kind of tea is fine.
I always bring tea bags with me,
so if we use my tea bags,
I will certainly like that tea without
milk or sugar.
(From the detailed requirements that Richard Stallman sends ahead of his speaking engagements)
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John have you got your umbrella
I think it’s going to rain. Can you
come play with me? If I told you
once I told you a hundred times.
Things here just aren’t the same without
Mother, I will now sign your
affectionate brother James. Oh
what am I going to do? So
I said to her I said if he
thinks she’s going to stand for that but
then there’s his arthritis poor thing
and no work. I love you. I hate
you. I hate liver. Joan dear did
you feed the sheep, don’t just stand around
mooning. Tell me what they said, tell
me what you did. Oh how my feet
do hurt. My heart is breaking. Touch
me here, touch me again. Once bit
twice shy. You look like what the cat
dragged in. What a beautiful night.
Good morning, hello, goodbye, have
a nice day, thanks. God damn you to
hell you lying cheat. Pass the soy
sauce please. Oh shit. Is it grandma’s
own sweet pretty dear? What am I
going to tell her? There there don’t
cry. Go to sleep now, go to sleep….
Don’t go to sleep!
Taken from a commencement address given by Ursula le Guin at Bryn Mawr College, 1986. Submitted by Jim.
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