Poetry – “When the Frost is On the Pumpkin”

When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock,And you hear the kyouck and gobble of the struttin' turkey-cock,And the clackin' of the guineys, and the cluckin' of the hens,And the rooster's hallylooyer as he tiptoes on the fence;O, it's then's the times a feller is a-feelin' at his best,With the … Continue reading Poetry – “When the Frost is On the Pumpkin”

Poetry – “Th’expense of Spirit in a Waste of Shame”

Th' expense of spirit in a waste of shameIs lust in action; and till action, lustIs perjured, murd'rous, bloody, full of blame,Savage, extreme, rude, cruel, not to trust,Enjoyed no sooner but despisèd straight,Past reason hunted; and, no sooner hadPast reason hated as a swallowed baitOn purpose laid to make the taker mad;Mad in pursuit and … Continue reading Poetry – “Th’expense of Spirit in a Waste of Shame”

Friday Flotsam: Personal News, Some Black Humor, and Talking About the Queen at the ‘Everyman’

1. So, the big news: I’ve put in my two weeks’ notice at work and will be starting a new job come October! This one will be fully remote, which is what I’ve been aiming at ever since I took up coding. I’m hoping it’ll be a bit more active, at least so that I’m … Continue reading Friday Flotsam: Personal News, Some Black Humor, and Talking About the Queen at the ‘Everyman’