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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.
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The Ides of March, what an ominous spell,
That was the date when Julius fell!
Pierced by daggers, devoid of his welfare.
The blood from his body bubbled like seltzer!
A shrewd politician, a shrewder general,
Took leave of his senses, which led to his funeral.
The stars in the Zodiac foreshadowed his doom!
His bodyguards, inobtrusively, all left the room.
Some seized his tunic, to hold him in place.
Some stabbed his back, couldn't face his face.
Justice struck blind, at this traitorous riot.
Her sword in her hand, to smite those who deny it!
This gory story is told as a teaser
To explain how a salad is tribute to Caesar!
FLN, Misty ~ I left a late note for you.
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410 Wordle hint: A two-vowel noun; something that is said to be wasted on children.
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Wordle 410 1/6
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Today’s haiku: I don’t believe in astrology, and I don’t like fish (although I prefer my Caesar Salad with anchovies), but I relate to my birth “sign” when it works to my advantage.
“I Am Pisces”
My shrewd zodiac
message: “Leave me sleeping, while
you do the fishing!”
~ OMK
"Friendship"
Betty composed a ballad
about making a Caesar salad
for her friend who was smart and shrewd
and who loved cooking good food.
On her friend's Zodiac birthday Betty cast a spell,
asking that her friend would stay happy and well.
And her goal she did achieve:
her friend is now on sabbatical leave.
Ol' Man Keith, I posted my poem before checking the message you sent me last night, and so just looked it up a minute ago. Thank you, thank you, it's such a relief to hear you back in good spirits, dealing so bravely with your discomfort: you are really a role model for all of us. Thank you again for that lovely message, and I wish you a good day today.
Now, I'll check today's other messages. I have a 10 o'clock Zoom appointment with my son and brother, so probably won't get to a Wordle until afterwards. But I love my mornings, thanks to this blog.
Owen ~ Enjoyed your description of Caesar’s murder. For one thing, it brought back memories of the two productions of the play I had the honor to be in. I wasn’t on stage for the killing when I played Mark Anthony for the Oregon Shakespeare Festival, but I got to kneel over Ric Risso’s still panting corpse.
A dozen years later, I was Brutus for my own company in VA, and I recall vividly each knife stroke that preceded mine into poor old Walter Williamson!
One thing makes me wonder: If all those knife slashes serve “to explain how” the Caesar Salad got its name, shouldn’t the assassins have shredded him with their bare hands?
I don’t believe any serious chef would take a blade to his lettuce!
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Misty ~ Betty’s poems, recipes, & b’day spells seem to pack a punch.
If her goal for the last was simply that her pal be “happy and well,” then she over-shot her target by a wide margin—with that full sabbatical!
She must be either a (good) witch, or her natural mojo Is to be envied.
I am glad you got my late message. I wish you a good day too. I trust your zoom session will be (was?) a happy one.
I’m looking forward to a tasty breakfast, followed by some time in the garden, “basking” in our evil SoCal UV rays.
No, despite my dermatological penalties, I refuse to give up the sun!
~ OMK
Who says a chef has to be serious?
I noticed as I read the play for the umpteenth time What every stage manager sees at once. Brutus reluctantly only nicks Caesar on the neck, while Anthony claims the largest tear in Caesar's tunic was Brutus'. A fine lesson in rabble-rousing!
I too left notes on yesterday’s posts.
Wow! I just had a great Wordle guess!
Wordle 410 3/6*
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Congratulations on your great Wordle, CanadianEh!. Could you do me a favor and give me either the first or last letter for today's Wordle? I feel I need some help checking it out today. Many thanks.
Misty- start with Y
Those photos are a hoot, Owen--the J.C. knife holders with all those backstabbers lined up! Thanks for posting.
Your reading of Brutus' "neck-nick" is fresh & creative. But I gotta ask, Where did you get that strange idea?
I check texts against the first good printing, in this case the First Folio, and there is no mention of Brutus stabbing in the neck. In fact, NONE of the conspirators blows is described. There is only a cryptic stage direction, "stab Caesar," after Casca's "Speak, hands, for me!"
This comes before Caesar says, "Et tu, Brute," and there is no description of how Brutus stabs.
It's always possible that some later editor amused himself by adding directions, especially if an edition is documenting a particular director's approach to the play. Did you see this neck stab in such a publication?
Now I wouldn't put it past Antony doing what you allege, but the problem is that Antony wasn't present during the assassination. He didn't see ANY of the blows.
That does make it interesting later on when he tells the mob just WHO made WHICH cut.
But at that point, he is making the whole thing up.
~ OMK
Heheheh.
Sorry, Misty, that Y was the one letter I didn't offer, as I knew it would give the whole game away.
In fact, I noticed that the publications I use purposely altered the original expression, so as to make the hint just a little harder.
Many people would get the answer right away if it was, "Something that is said to be wasted on the young."
But thank you for helping, CEh!. And congrats to you for getting the answer sans hints.
Personally, I think it is true that today's word is wasted on the young. I didn't use to think so, but that's when I was young.
Now, I think, I could sure use a young body!
No, not in an exploitative way. Shame on you! I would just love to trade in this old decrepitude of mine for a fresh job.
The first thing I'd do? I would take it swimming again.
~ OMK
Truth to say,
I am Pisces, born Feb 23, so I based my haiku on fact.
I don't know if that is others' impression of Pisces, so let me know what you think.
I have to say I was surprised when Googling for today's poem, to learn that Pisces is the LAST sign of the zodiac.
And the SMARTEST!
(I didn't make that up.)
Would YOUR astrology sign be the one who does the fishing!?
~ OMK
Thank you both, CanadianEh! and OMK--you helped me to figure out the answer without having to try it out. A good relief! I'll try to do better with my Wordle tomorrow.
Owen, I apologize for never congratulating you on your once again brilliant strategy, of using a Caesar salad Jumble solution to create a wonderful Julius Caesar verse for us. And your last two lines made me laugh.
So thanks, everybody, for what turned out to be a much better Wednesday than I feared. Only I miss Wilbur, hope he checks in before too long.
Keith, it's been a few years, so I don't recall which version I read it in. I am sure I noticed it myself, wasn't told about it0
BASTE the ravelled sleeve of care,
FORTY is not the end
YOUTH is not the pinnacle!
Got my
Wordle 410 4/6
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In the can of time
Now for 411
Call it 15 minutes
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THURSDAY, AUG. 4
Wordle 411 Hint: A one syllable noun, with a single vowel (or none); the specialty of a rapper (or of our Misty).
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Wordle 411 2/6
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Today’s septet
“Electing to Think Things Over…”
Whether he drops his suit, or
abandons his fiancรฉe, he will owe
“2 cents” with a smile—to pay her, to suit her
complaints of an ill chill, ‘though
he might miss the thrill-show
(that comes from the kill-glow
of a court trial.)
~ OMK
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