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Joe Parkin, over at 6 Years in a Rain Cape has a nice little essay contest going on right now. The winner’s prize is a Cervelo Test Team kit (bibshorts, jersey, gloves) in either black or white (depending on size and inventory availability). Suggested length is 500-1000 words, but Joe says he isn’t really counting. [...] BLIND PILOT – THE STORY I HEARD LYRICS hey JoJo yeah, I know your name I thought I saw you jump the Utah train but I could not say I could not say heard you tried to keep your hat on a shelf marry the women went off loved someone else could be as [...] A SONG FOR NEW YEAR’S EVE Stay yet, my friends, a moment stay— Stay till the good old year, So long companion of our way, Shakes hands, and leaves us here. Oh stay, oh stay, One little hour, and then away. The year, whose hopes were high and strong, Has [...] THE WEAKERTHANS – THE REASONS How I don’t know how to sing, I can barely play this thing, But you never seem to mind, And you tell me to fuck off, When I need somebody to, How you make me laugh so hard, How whole years refuse to stay, Where we told them to [...] FLOGGING MOLLY – DRUNKEN LULLABIES Must it take a life for hateful eyes To glisten once again Five hundred years like Gelignite Have blown us all to hell What Savior rests while on his cross we die Forgotten freedom burns Has the Shepherd led his lambs astray to the bigot and the gun [...] THE TROPICS OF NEW YORK Bananas ripe and green, and ginger root Cocoa in pods and alligator pears, And tangerines and mangoes and grape fruit, Fit for the highest prize at parish fairs, Sat in the window, bringing memories of fruit-trees laden by low-singing rills, And dewy dawns, and mystical skies In benediction over nun-like [...] RAIN by Claribel Alegría (translated by Margaret S. Peden) As the falling rain trickles among the stones memories come bubbling out. It’s as if the rain had pierced my temples. Streaming streaming chaotically come memories: the reedy voice of the servant telling me tales of ghosts. They sat beside me the ghosts and the bed [...] PENNYWISE – YESTERDAYS Up from the ashes and over the hill We knew more then than we ever will Back when the days passed by so slow And now we’ll never know That sense that tomorrow was far away And our dreams they will never fade We never thought the good times could end. [...] The Doctor‘s second CX clinic of the season was this evening at Sugarhouse Park. Having only spent one brief hour on my bike in the past month, needless to say, I wasn’t really feeling it this evening. When one lap around a basically flat park winds you, then you know you’re fat and out of [...] |
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