2022-05-16 National Coquilles St. Jacques Day

【The Man with the Blue Guitar·XXVIII (1937)】

Wallace Stevens (1879—1955)

             I am a native in this world

             And think in it as a native thinks,

             Gesu, not native of a mind

             Thinking the thoughts I c

2022-05-16 National Mimosa Day

【The Man with the Blue Guitar·XXVII (1937)】

Wallace Stevens (1879—1955)

        It is the sea that whitens the roof.

        The sea drifts through the winter air.

        It is the sea that the north wind makes.

        The sea is in the falling snow.

 &n

2022-03-20 March Equinox

【The Man with the Blue Guitar·V (1937)】

Wallace Stevens (1879—1955)

        Do not speak to us of the greatness of poetry,

        Of the torches wisping in the underground,

        Of the structure of vaults upon a point of light.

        There are no shadows in our sun

2022-03-12 National Baked Scallops Day

【The Man with the Blue Guitar·IV (1937)】

Wallace Stevens (1879—1955)

        So that's life, then: things as they are?

        It picks its way on the blue guitar.

        A million people on one string?

        And all their manner in the thing,

&n

2022-01-23 National Pie Day

【Peter Quince at the Clavier·III (1915)】

Wallace Stevens (1879—1955)

            Soon, with a noise like tambourines,

            Came her attendant Byzantines.

          &nbs

2022-01-07 National Bobblehead Day

【The Snow Man (1921)】

Wallace Stevens (1879—1955)

           One must have a mind of winter

           To regard the frost and the boughs

           Of the pine-trees crusted with snow;

           And have been cold a long time

2021-11-28 Red Planet Day

【Nostalgis (1972)】

Guangzhong Yu (1928—2017)

            When I was young, 

            Nostalgia was a tiny stamp, 

            Me on this side, 

            Mother on the other side.

     &nbs

2021-08-27 National Just Because Day

【The Emperor of Ice-Cream (1922)】

Wallace Stevens (1879—1955)

             Call the roller of big cigars,

             The muscular one, and bid him whip

             In kitchen cups concupiscent curds.

             Let the wenches dawdle in such dress

             As they are used to we

2021-08-27 International Lottery Day

【I See Children As Kites】

Erma L. Bombeck (1927—1996)

        I see children as kites. You spend years trying to get them off the ground. You run with them until you are both breathless... They crash... You patch, comfort, and assure them that someday they will fly.

        Finally, they are airborne. They need more string and you keep letting it out, but with each twist of the