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The opening poem contains all the words (or variations of them) from today's Jumble.
Comments are welcomed! And couching them in Poetry is definitely NOT required.
Do not explicitly reveal any of the actual answer words until after closing time, but embedding them surreptitiously in comment sentences is encouraged.
15 comments:
Real groaner pun, but knew I would like this a lot when I saw the architect was a woman. Yay team!
I agree as to it being a real groaner. We can like the woman & still dislike the wordplay.
"(He) Stood (A)Bove It (all)"
His vitals were oddly off the chart.
Not to overdo it, his wildly racing heart
was beating faster than in the chest
of the donor he got it from. The best
of timings would of course be found
in his reflexes, immediately round-
ing the ankle tic up with the knee jerk
in a record-setting new, double quirk.
All measurements up and down the line
were scrupulously noted by Dr. Frankenstein.
~ OMK
"Good Wood"
Willy loved carving wood,
something he well understood.
As a child he had acted wildly
yet grew up behaving mildly.
He developed a moderate view
with no urge to overdo.
Friends considered his carvings oddly,
but to him the practice felt godly:
to create smooth art from a tree
filled him with joy and glee.
His sculptures became so vital
they eventually earned him a title.
He was thankful, and said it was good
to be rewarded for loving wood.
Good for Willy!
Although I suspect there are strange prejudices at work in elevating the love of wood above other attachments.
There is a cartoon this morning in the LA Times opposite the crossword. It shows two folks literally hugging a tree--while a big boulder nearby is thinking, "What am I, chopped liver?"
Anyway, Misty, good for Willy. I think it is a marker of the true artist to feel "godly" in one's craft.
I wonder what title he earned...?
A Brit might deserve a knighthood, but we Americans are supposed to take pride in shunning such divisive labels (although "Dr." and "Professor" feel OK--right?).
~ OMK
I thought I posted this
[Lois responds]
Oddly, Chet, listening to your vitality in explaining the Program
I would love it if you came with us tomorrow. We're speaking in Hingham.
No need to go wild, no need to overdo it
You've got a solid program and I always knew it
WC
AAers in some sorts of the country visit other groups and speak. Did you re recognize the town?
It's SE of Natick
LOL, Wilbur, thanks for helping us out.
Any place that uses Natick as a geographic marker must require an explanation.
~ OMK
Many thanks for the kind words, as always, Ol' Man Keith. I had to go back to the LA Times, and sure enough, there is a tree-hugging cartoon.
I assumed that, of course, there's no such thing as a wood carving award, but just to make sure, I looked up "Awards for tree sculptures." Guess what I found: a site titled "Handcrafted Custom Wood Awards." Don't believe me? Look it up. Okay, it may or may not be what Willy won, or why he won it, but it comes pretty close.
Now onto your always delightful verse, OMK. I read it, and realized you'd better tell me more about this patient of Dr. Frankenstein.
Fln, Sandy, here's a book about the
Old Time AA AA by the son of one of the founders
WC
Wilbur, hope Chet joins Lois at her event!
Wilbur, the book seems interesting, as does Dr. Bob. Too bad cancer took him somewhat early.
Don't know Hingham. Googled it. Have heard of Cohasset. Lots of history in Massachusetts.
Misty, the "patient" of Dr. Victor Frankenstein is more commonly referred to as his "monster."
Yes, I had the creature in mind all along--and thought that the donated heart might be a fair clue.
~ OMK
Looked up Frankenstein, and apparently the creature the Doctor created became himself often called or named Frankenstein. You can tell I'm not into horror stories--even when they're not terribly horrible. All the same, thanks, OMK.
Re. (Dr) Frankenstein. You might want to check out that late post from Anon-T
Sandy. More about that trip to Hingham tomorrow
I'm trying to get used to your style OMK, it's complex at times. Puts variety into our club.
Misty, was that Willy or Woody?
Yes, Hingham is near that Nantasket Beach I talked about over at CC. Called the South Shore. When I moved to the burbs we drove or bussed there
Beware, water is cold at those beaches but not as cold as Maine
WC
Wilbur, I don't try for a single style, so my efforts may seem inconsistent. Maybe hard to predict.
Occasionally I will go for a sonnet, but more often I will work in ABAB quatrains or AABB couplets. When I'm in a hurry I'll do quatrains but only rhyme the 2nd and 4th lines.
With the couplets (as today) I will do my best to avoid ending all my sentences at the ends of lines. That can feel heavy & dull very quickly.
Most of my verses are three or four beats long. It's a simple rhythm, easy to do.
For more serious work--in English, anyway-- five beats can add some dignity.
I don't know that there is any more sobriety or prestige to be found with Dr. F, but you can check for yourself in this pentameter version of today's poem:
His vitals were spiking oddly off the chart.
Not to overstate it, we saw his wildly racing heart
was beating faster now than in the chest
of the donor he got it from. The very best
of psychomotor timings would of course be found
in his physical reflexes, immediately round-
ing the median ankle tic up with the average knee jerk
in a record-setting combo, a new, double quirk.
All his measurements up and down the line
were scrupulously noted by Dr. Frankenstein.
~ OMK
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