Put-put-put-pooey.

[csecooney]

Already a busy day and not yet noon

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[cucumberseed]

BUT WOULDN'T IT BE COOL TO HAVE A GOBLIN HI AND A GOBLIN LOIS???

YES IT WOULD.

I empathize with your loss of fire. That is the very worst.

[csecooney]

Nah. It is NOT the very worst. But we are poets and hyperbole is our byword.

Anyway, we can't win ALL the time.

'Cept you. You can. If you wanna. Wouldn't put it past you, Mr. Asphodel.

[cucumberseed]

Everyday I'm Hufflin.

Okay, not it is not the worst, but it is frustrating and a little heartbreaking and I empathize.

[csecooney]

"Heart's a tough muscle,"
says Little Thitti-Gunnling
"Mine's mostly gristle
With a bit of thorn and a bit of thistle
And maybe the plumage plucked from a peacock
And a kernel corn of caramel
To make my sweethearts smile."

[asakiyume]

It was going to be about Goblin Men and Angry Birds and Bluetooth and addiction and dangerous human women with their computer market wares. See? DO YOU SEE?

That would surely be awesome. Maybe another walk will rekindle the flame--I hope so!

Thitti-Gunnling is a great name.

[csecooney]

Thitt-Gunnling WAS my favorite! I may delete all my other ideas in his favor.

Prince Thitti-Gunnling!
BOLD Thitti-Gunnling!
Little Thitti-Gunnling, proud and true!
Thin Thitti-Gunnling, green and blue!
Teases cats and curdles cows
Maddens dogs and mimics crows
Ain't he a treat, a sweet, a fresh, best piece of goblin meat?
Is clever Thitti-Gunnling.

[asakiyume]

Ain't he a treat, a sweet, a fresh, best piece of goblin meat?

Oh, I'd so sing this to the goblin boy of my choice :D

[csecooney]

You and Erik.
You and Erik, I tell you!
I just caught borne up upon your shoulders and sent to make a new world of rhyme.

[tithenai]

I am going to change all my comments hereafter to "I love you." They all just come down to that, really.

[csecooney]

*squawks!*

it's NOT that I don't LOVE hearing it and all, but...

But now I'm on my mettle and am DETERMINED to write something that will PROVOKE you to write something other than DECLARATIONS OF AFFECTION!!!

Oh, wait! I've been getting a weekly letter from you, haven't I?

WELL, THAT'S OKAY! You may confine your remarks to I love you in public, if you PREFER. I'd rather a letter a week than almost ANYTHING!!!

Poem "Lady Dufferin's Terrace"

[rorycooney]

I read this this morning, and it sort of took my breath away...I can't even say why. It was in the 9/5/11 issue of the New Yorker, by Meena Alexander. These lines killed:
"When I was a child ayah gave me biscuits to dip in tea,
In a house with a mango grove not far from the sea.

Beauty swallows us whole.
I try to imagine your face without stubble on it...."

I have no idea why, or what it's about. It's just beautiful. (Trying to figure out a way to send it to you.)

Re: Poem "Lady Dufferin's Terrace"

[csecooney]

It is to gasp for. Thank you for sharing it, da. I will have to read and re-read it.

[liminalia]

Was it perchance I who taught you the word "doggerel"? I'm honored! :)

[csecooney]

It was you, I think!!! I'd forgotten, but now I remember. You used it in a rhyme...? Is that right? In a funny, playful circumstance?

But that happy learning experience was closely followed (and reinforced) by a more negatively phrased sentence on a comment at Black Gate. I remembered where to FIND that one, so I zipped over there and rediscovered the word when I was drawing my blanks up there!

[liminalia]

Yes, you had written a really punny poem about Bastet, and I told you you were brave to write doggerel about the Queen of Cats.

I'm sorry someone said it and actually meant it about a published piece of yours. That's mean.

[csecooney]

Oh, it wasn't... quite... that bad. It was along the lines of congratulating me for the Rhysling and went something like, "As a writer of doggerel myself..." Which just struck me as a bit of a double-edged something or other. I know it was meant as SELF-deprecation, but it was in the same breath as a congratulation? If that makes sense?

Yes! And the pun about cats and doggerel! Heh heh heh...