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Monthly Archives: March 2013
Every Friday authors from around the world gather at the virtual fireside of fellow blogger Rochelle Wisoff to share flash fiction stories of 100 words, all prompted by a common photograph, and exchange constructive criticism. Readers’ comments are also welcome. … Continue reading
One of my favourite Handel arias. Agonised. Suits my personality. Check out also the interpretation by Breton counter-tenor Philippe Jaroussky and the bizarre but wonderful version by the late Klaus Nomi. I’ve also been singing Josh Groban’s You Raise Me … Continue reading
I had a fall. (I fell off the kitchen bench)! I don’t call it an accident because, as I keep saying, I don’t believe in accidents. Re-living the incident later, I had missed my footing. And because of a moment … Continue reading
“I’m Professor Michael … “
“He’s Mike, I’m Jeff,” the younger one shot the elder a look. “We work with Annelise.”
“Did your daughter ever mention SQUIDS, … “
“She hated fish…”
“…Josephson … Cooper… Shapiro steps… breakthrough… not steps, spiral…”
“Where’s Annelise?” Continue reading
Patrick Hawes’ newsletter just dropped into my email box and a link to his site led me to this rendition of his The Darkling Thrush. It is such a beautiful and haunting song, I wanted to share it with you. … Continue reading
Art-wise I’ve been spending some time, and this is in relation to my Below the Line project, brainstorming and researching, after writing my blog blue cells. I was thinking about the Book of Kells and Carpet Pages. The connection? As … Continue reading
The Last Road Trip
Sure she breathes! Though it sounds like Siberian throat singing.
She’s just your everyday girl, though the boy next door avoids her.
Built her with my own hands, though I had to pay two men at night for some of her parts.
“I’m yours, baby,” sang Ray.
“Hotter than July,” sang Stevie.
“Let’s take the long way around the world,” sang Ronnie.
“Love at first sight,” they joked.
She fitted right in with those hot rods in Bonneville.
She took to disappearing. There’s news of a hit’n run.
We’re heading for the mountains: me, her, Ray, Ronnie and Stevie.
(c) Ann Isik 2013
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