Thursday, November 12, 2020

Today Is an Anthem Cuckoos Are Crowing

Andy Partridge's 67th birthday yesterday, this is this shitty blog's Theme Song Number 9 (you can see eight of the other ten at last year's November 12th post, fuck me if I can remember what # 4 is or if I can be bothered to figure it out

2020 NOVEMBER 11

Pjoepf of Vriecyh

Talk about the new responsiblities in light of Dionne’s SHOCKING! request for fine information, why is the responsbility for finacnial recrods in abyss services not trasnfurd the fuck already

I have NO idea how to find ANYTHING Dionne asked for.

How is it possible Phyllis doesn’t have this at her fingertips?
Phyllis best Phyliis locla turdlords got
Change the names at last draft, Hyllispay


Campbell McGrath

Today is a trumpet to set the hounds baying.
The past is a fox the hunters are flaying.
Nothing unspoken goes without saying.
Love’s a casino where lovers risk playing.
The future’s a marker our hearts are prepaying.

The future’s a promise there’s no guaranteeing.
Today is a fire the field mice are fleeing.
Love is a marriage of feeling and being.
The past is a mirror for wishful sightseeing.
Nothing goes missing without absenteeing.

Nothing gets cloven except by dividing.
The future is chosen by atoms colliding.
The past’s an elision forever eliding.
Today is a fog bank in which I am hiding.
Love is a burn forever debriding.

Love’s an ascent forever plateauing.
Nothing is granted except by bestowing.
Today is an anthem the cuckoos are crowing.
The future’s a convolute river onflowing.
The past is a lawn the neighbor is mowing.

The past is an answer not worth pursuing,
Nothing gets done except by the doing.
The future’s a climax forever ensuing.
Love is only won by wooing.
Today is a truce between reaping and rueing.


  1. The article about the collapse of civilizations shared space with an article about Atlanta's Buford Highway, four stress-free, frequented miles from mine. Worth a read as well. Canary in a coal mine kind of thing.

  2. mcgrath's line the future is chosen by atoms colliding reminds me of sapolsky's book behave, much praised by many, including ian welsh - relying on his opinion i sent it to a young person of my acquaintance, a recent college graduate living at home, who replied

    So far I've only read the back jacket. What a project Sapolsky has taken on. It seems prescient, especially with everything that's been happening in the world, and I'm looking forward to reading more