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Today’s Jumble haiku:
(Ron was anti-immigration all the way. He churned out smooth OpEd pieces claiming that, in addition to regular, well-documented border crossings, he knew of hundreds of “secret” incursions.
His veracity was challenged, but he never showed his proof.
He said he was reporting how our true citizens were being steadily… )
“Replenished”
Ron’s fluid essays—
on the “hidden influx” of
migrants—frankly stank.
~ OMK
Wordle 13 March ‘23
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EZ with the Bot
starter…
~ OMK
Finished! Isaac exalted,
The assignment was done!
His brain-cells were exhausted,
But his essay was A-one!
His Mountain Dew was too, exhausted.
Nary a drop was left to drink.
His thirst would not be thwarted,
The influx of fluid was instinct.
His roommate had a stash
Hidden 'neath his bunk.
He'll pay him back with cash,
When the caffeine was all drunk!
Something was amiss;
Now the citation list!
Batman has the best sound effects jam!
With a POW and a BIFF and a BLAM!
Every jab and punch
Elicits a bunch
Of interjections like WHUMP and WHAM!
Who's responsible for this
Wordle 632 2/6
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WC
March 13
In this Me Too era, any intimations of wrongdoing must be nipped in the Bud. Those gossip columnists must have their
Dished Fini
It was a fluid situation,
With a hidden suggestion
Of bad conduct as the crux.
Everything was in flux.
The ink was barely dry
On the essay meant to belie
Any blame, and categorically deny.
Owen- you presented the J words first today, in a poem reminding me of university days and essay-writing. A lot of caffeine was needed - although Mountain Dew would not have been my drink of choice, since Coke has more caffeine. And yes, those citations can be the worst part of essay-writing, with proper form required.
And you presented a great variation of the W, with all those sound effects.
OMK- are we verging on the political today, if we discuss immigration? And this is not the forum, although it would be interesting to compare American vs. Canadian viewpoints. Suffice it to say that in my study of my own Geneology, I have become more aware that unless you are indigenous, you have immigrant ancestors in your family history.
Once again, we went in directions with the same J words.
FLN, Misty- I had not linked my turtles with your pet turtle (yes, I had heard about him). Amazing pet.
"Writing"
Emma was writing an essay
she was hoping her tuition would pay.
She worked hard to get it finished
before the end of the day.
It was fluid with a hidden theme
whose influx had been her dream.
And when the essay won a prize,
she did her dream realize.
Misty- your Writing was a great story with heroine Emma working hard to fulfill her dream, and then succeeding. That must have been a significant prize to pay the sizeable current tuition fees. My students doing their hospital rotation used to be agape when I told them what my tuition fees were back in the seventies. But then, it is relative, as wages were not as high either.
“Audio Reflex”
A loud “BLAM” elicits a jerk,
a telltale quirk,
that goes,
as everyone knows,
toward tagging
the guilty, those bragging
in their hearts
of secretive farts
with which they hope to inculpate their brothers,
or any others.
~ OMK
The haiku was fiction of course,
although the essayist’s name had to be artfully chosen.
~ OMK
My goodness, you certainly let that rotten Ron have it twice this morning, Ol' Man Keith, and were rewarded with an excellent Wordle as a result. Looks like Wilbur was with you on the Wordle too.
Owen, hope Isaac will stay sober and okay. Neat poem.
CanadianEh!, were you nipping those wrong-doings in the Bud? Good for you.
Lots of negativity this morning, all around. Hope Emma helps all those guys get back to normal.
Have a great week, everybody.
Misty ~ I must pick up where CEh! left off, as I too was thinking how much your Emma needed to earn to pay today’s tuition. Maybe, I thought, this essay was the last of a long string of commissioned pieces, the final one that would close the tuition gap for her.
I am frankly appalled when I see how much our students must pay to sit in our classes and lectures. As the eldest (?) in our poets’ group, I can probably recall the most economical period of post-war tuitions. I remember paying $35 a semester ($70 a year) tuition as an undergrad at what was then SF State College. Graduate school was essentially free because of scholarships.
This was back when California was living up to Clark Kerr’s promise!
I mean to take nothing away from Emma. However much cash she needed, you make it clear she was blessed with the capacity to turn her dreams into usable themes. She was clearly an artist of ideas and words & deserved her prize.
~ OMK
CanadianEh! In “Dished Fini” you write of an essay meant to cover some hush-hush infraction of a public moral code—or, wait a minute!—it may be the opposite, a total denial and/or apology for any and all real or contemplated misconducts.
Hmmm.
You may have created the universal omnibus or catch-all message of accusation-plus-refutation, good for all social misadventurism! Brava!
Following up, I think you already know that my claim of fiction for my haiku was posted for you. As far as verging into politics is concerned, I believe that is more obviously happening in our shared concern over the absurd price of higher education. Here in CA, our UC system, a so-called “public university,” used to be primarily supported by state funding. Over the decades, that proportion has steadily declined.
But our legislature, trying to keep faith with former chancellor Clark Kerr, insists that it remains tuition-free for state residents. It is just that they have to keep adding on “fees”!
Thousands of dollars in fees, mind you, while tuition mustn’t be compromised. (Gag.)
~ OMK
My goodness, my poems on this blog are always pretty much determined by the Jumble words and solution and how I can rhyme them. So I rarely think through their possible realism in the real world, and am always surprised--and enlightened--by the comments I get in return.
So, thank you, Ol' Man Keith and CanadianEh!, for your important comments on the actual current problems with tuition fees. My only grandson has just become a college Freshman, and I am now so thankful that I set up an education fund for him not long after he was born. It has clearly been a huge help to my son and his family.
I gather turtles know how to take care of themselves. At any rate, they are not especially dependent on humans, which is a very good thing when you consider that they often outlive one “owner” and move on (if lucky) to the next.
It is the reverse for our little canine pals. When one of them passes over that “rainbow bridge,” their human companions are frequently broken-hearted.
But Nature knows what she’s doing. Dogs rarely outlive those who look after them—and that is how we can honestly offer them a “forever home.”
Hard as it may feel, we humans can handle the grief, and it is a reasonable price to pay for the assurance that we will always be there for them.
~ OMK
I should have used SCUBA for the third stab on today's
Wordle 633 6/6
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