Theremin I was scrolling along when I came across a NYT article with podcast and thought it was worth a share. I remember when Steve, from Song of the Day for Today, introduced me to the music of Leaf Rapids and I learned that cool sound in at least one of the songs was the…
Month: November 2025
#SLS — Jump into the Fire by Harry Nilsson from Nilsson Schmilsson (1971)
I wanted to post Neil Young’s Sugar Mountain so bad for this week’s prompt but decided to look for something else, and I kept scanning until this one clicked. It is a song on a celebrated album of excellent tunes. Harry Nilsson had more talent in his pinky than most have in their entire bodies…
FFF 60 — The Analogues & The Analogues Sideshow
The Analogues The Analogues first came on my radar when I was looking for George Harrison’s song, Ding Dong Ding Dong and I came across their cover of it. HERE is the write-up where I first mention them. It says it’s a repost, but not sure from when other than the other times I posted…
25 mph winds (power back on 3:50 a.m.)
a rumble grumbles at windowsgrey of day makes visibleafter a night of yew diggingsiding outside of the bedroomtoppled tree power outageseems imminent. fluffy snowblown back, forth, up, and downpatchy white and green groundcoffee sips empty the potawake but all I want to dois dream in my warm bedof future summer beachesit’s the day before T’giving.I…
#FF — A Moment of Realization
PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot “A moment of realization is worth a thousand prayers.” — Mr. Rabbit, per Mickey Mallory is tired of a world stinking with brown. It’s all gone to shit. She can’t remember where it started, but she knows where it will end. Like a fish in a hooded tank that has…
dVerse Poetics Tuesday — Numbers
screen capture image link Numberseye.A-counting we will go afield,on moss-bordered pathsskirting river snakes.When we let our eyes slowwe may note a plop; yet nature’s un-count abilitydraws us, I think.eye eye.Mysterious beings, theyspeak solitonic language that becomes apparentwhen we work with them.They aren’t just squigglylines that we manipulateto make sense of a thing.Soliton defined eye eye…
dVerse Haibun Monday — November Rain
Pale lines and dry, rough edges have shifted landscapes from colorful contours of a month ago. Unable to sit with daylight gaze fixed upon them, and shut out from night’s shadow view, the transition has been so incremental as to seem stealthy. Once presence of mind stills scrolling eyes, a series of sequential moments brings…
