Monday, September 8, 2008

~ Jorie Graham



Mr. Beagle Bunny sends you all a snuggle bunny Thank You for the good wishes and Wonderful dog stories.

He still has a dozen purple pills to take, and is in a purple haze (though Jimmy Hendrix hasn't appeared in his dreams) he is asking about a Red pill and a Blue pill that might take him down a better rabbit hole... I said, Go ask Alice.

Small skit of Alice in Wonderland
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Today I saw a snake in the grass, rather elegant and striped with a curved pattern, it slithered sidewards away. I wanted to be sure it wasn't poisonous, but laughed because this morning I was singing silly song, "I don't like spiders and snakes... and knew I would see a snake.

Couple years back, a local man stepped on a Copper Head. The snake was a gentleman, didn't even ask an apology, tried to go its own way. Snakes are nice that way. :) But the manly man went stomping on the snake with big manly boots. The Copper Head stood up and bit him right in that delicate place between thumb and index finger. The venom rotted the flesh of his hand almost to the bone. Doctors had to graft skin from the guy's pubic area to save his hand. Now the manly man has a very hairy thumb--and has to wax. :)
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Jorie Graham: Sometimes its good to eat people's thoughts like bread and butter.
These are long, but try, bookmark them? a) Splendid Declivities & aslo at Berkley (this one should be pushed forward to 0:22.00 where she will talk a bit and then read and then answer questions late.
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The evolution of the "ampersand" (&)

my weeds 08


To tumbleword 2 here and Peace to all and Health too.

21 comments:

Roxana said...

you knew you would see a snake? so maybe you were singing that song because you actually wanted to see one :-) does this kind of things happen often to you? :-)
[and no picture of the snake!]

mansuetude said...

Roxana~ sometimes I think the words are picture enough...And they have power; they call. :)

I saw a splendid spider web much earlier (woven large across like a strongman's chest). Then the song entered and I sang. Then the thought, if I sing this silly song I will see a snake. :) Yes!The mind is a trip.

It was a beautiful young snake--I don't desire to carry a camera around often. Often, I am camera enough.

lynne h said...

mansuetude, you are so right... words have power and they do call...

i would have loved to have seen a picture of the snake, being the snake lover that i am. and i agree that snakes are 'nice that way', always giving us a chance to move on. one of my favorite memories is of my brother, sister and me fending off the neighbors until our father came home and saved the black snake that they were determined to kill with various garden implements. what a hero he was carrying the snake off!! he loved all snakes but especially black snakes. he impressed upon us all of the good jobs they do for humans.

thank you for the link to jorie graham and her poetry... will keep listening... and i love your weed, very beautiful --that light. and the fly! perfect!

mr. beagle bunny better play it safe and not go ask alice. : )

Christine said...

First things first; more love and get-better-soon to Beagle.
Thank you for amazing links. The stop-motion with Alice was so beautiful. And thank you for that great story of Manly Man and the Cobber Head (made me laugh out loud;)

mary said...

Very interesting story about the gentlemanly snake! And about your penchant for having your sung words come true. :)

Gwen Buchanan said...

Funny you should mention singing that song about snakes.. As I found myself, (out of the blue) singing "the snakes crawl at night" while I combed my hair the other morning.. I was never particularly fond of that song though..and don't know why it came to the surface...

I like your retelling of the copperhead story... Good thing there are a few hairs to remind him of his doings...sometimes justice is served!

Thanks for pointing me to the ampersand evolution.. I love signs and symbols.. we take so much for granted and to know that this simple symbol has a long ongoing history is fascinating.. Thank you for stimulating my mind..

oh and one last thing... please ask MR. Beagle Bunny to forgive me... I may have referred to HIM as a Her dog in one of my responses.. I'm sure he has a boy-dog image to keep up!!

Take care, gwen

Jeane said...

mansuetude - coming here is like opening a little treasure chest - so much to choose from - images, thoughts, writings - I'm inspired - thanks for stopping by my blog -

Sandra Evertson said...

Love this photo, the shadow cast by his wings is most wonderful! Your perspective is amazing!
Sandra Evertson

Disa said...

you should host a tea party...i'm sure there would be all kinds of wonderful guests to celebrate un-birthdays with.

only you can make weeds look cuddly.

Mary-Laure said...

What a spectacular picture... I find insects really most fascinating.

And thanks for keeping us updated on the health of Monsieur Beagle. Benjy sends his colleague his best wishes for recovery!

Jo Horswill said...

So glad your precious friend is ok...
My first encounter with a snake outdoors was a very peaceful sort of experience...not so for the people I was with. Funny really, because I'm scared of worms:)
Smiling at the copperhead story!!!
Look forward to dwelling here for awhile...enjoying the links and images...thank you.

Arnold Layne said...

I love your stories, because you write them so abstractly poetic and yet they're all connected. I especially love the story about the man stepping on the snake. :-)

Maria said...

Good that your little dog feels better!
Really enjoyed to read this post, I love Alice in Wonderland:) and what a funny snake-story:)

♥ Tiny Red said...

i love the snake story! :)

redcatblackcat said...

We saw snakes too, recently, and a cranky little one that might have been a rattler, despite being near Mt. Katahdin. Young and grouchful, spitting and hissing like a human that specific teenage mode.

Then another on the hike out, a quick garter by the look of her/him. I like snakes.

Did you know that "adder" used to be "nadder"?

Evidently people took the phrase "a nadder" and recut it as "an adder". The Irish did the same thing...only with their word for 'number', after the word an, which, ironically enough, means 'the'. So "an nuimhir" got recut as "an uimhir.

Oh, and Irish actually has its own word corresponding to the old English word "nadder": it's nathair. Still got the "n".

So: a small tail-eater for you, if you'll have it.

By they way: if you're still troubled about plastic, I have a poem for you.

Alexa Johnson said...

Words do call...

a la Alice... have you seen this book? I own a copy. Total tactile inspiration. http://www.amazon.com/Alices-Adventures-Wonderland-Pop-up-Adaptation/dp/0689847432

bookbabie said...

You have some of the craziest posts, never a dull one that's for sure, peace!

Esti said...

Great snake story!!

Deep inside we all think words and thoughts are powerful. Sometines I try not to verbalize things just in case they might happen... It's the very little supersticious part of me...

gracia said...

Yes, snakes sure are very nice that way... such obliging souls.
be well, g

omami said...

nice story where is the snake!!

Katrina said...

lovely, lovely post. i'm always amazed at how you manage to weave so many insights/ links/ inspirations into one post. it's a joy. happy monday to you...