to live merrily, and trust to good verses

yet more photos
Am back at home. Shall I work on next semester's syllabi, or start the massive task of reworking the Magnum Opus into an actual Manuscript? Nah, not yet. I think I shall post yet another set of vacation photos, this bunch from my trip to South Carolina with my parents.

( Beaches and wildlife )

inspired by Recent Events
Are the Republican governors trying to have a contest to see who can give the weirdest press conference?

A) Y
B) YYY
C) No, clearly the Democrats are in on it too, you partisan hack.

If the governors are having such a contest, who will be next?

A) Charlie Crist comes out on national TV.
B) Bobby Jindal demonstrates exorcism.
C) Arnold Schwarzenegger announces that he is going to make a new movie called Kindergarten Governor and donate the proceeds to balance the state budget.
D) Something even weirder, which I will describe in the comments.

My Trip to England, part 1: The Long-Ass Shakespeare Post
Will do a proper travelogue / photo post later; this one is for the Shakespeare geeks. This will definitely be a quick-impressions post rather than a formal-review post, since I'm not much good at the latter, but I figured at least some of you would be interested.

( The Comedy of Errors, Shakespeare's Globe touring production, 5/29/09 )

( Romeo and Juliet, Shakespeare's Globe, 6/10/09 )

( All's Well That Ends Well, Royal National Theatre, 6/10/09 )

( As You Like It, Shakespeare's Globe, 6/11/09 )

Armadillitos!
I went hiking yesterday and saw baby armadillos. There were three of them, and they were so cool. (Googling suggests that they are born in litters of four, so either one had died, or I missed it -- which is quite possible, as I only caught a glimpse of them as they crossed the trail.)

This is the first time I've seen actual, live armadillos, as opposed to road-killed ones, since I moved here. I need to go looking for them more often.

hey, regular transatlantic fliers...
BA or Virgin Atlantic? Why?

National Poetry Month, Day 29
Have some war poetry that is actually good.

( Strange Hells, by Ivor Gurney )

National Poetry Month, Day 28
While this is not in any way a good poem, it is nevertheless an impressive achievement in its way.

( The Siege of Belgrade, by Alaric Alexander Watts )

National Poetry Month, Day 26
Because Edwin Arlington Robinson is so good, and so underrated.

( Doctor of Billiards, by Edwin Arlington Robinson )

National Poetry Month, Day 25
I need something soothing. That is all.

( Lullaby, by W. H. Auden )

National Poetry Month, Day 24
Continuing with the carpe diem theme...

( Persuasions to Enjoy, by Thomas Carew )

The Lamentable Comedy of Severus, Half-Blood Prince of Denmark: Epilogue
Whew. I can't believe I started this back before Christmas, but at least I finished it in time for it to count as Shakespeare's birthday fic.

Previous installments are here

( Epilogue: Out of Time )

Happy Deathday and Approximate Birthday, Shakespeare!
Today's poem shall be my favorite of the songs from the plays. I have a bit of a thing for carpe diem poetry, in case you couldn't tell from yesterday's selection.

( O Mistress Mine, by William Shakespeare )

You can see a clip from the fabulously awesome Trevor Nunn film version here. It's one of my favorite Shakespeare-on-film moments.

National Poetry Month, Day 22
I have taken to flipping through the Norton Anthology more or less at random in search of poems, but it reminded me of how much I love this, so it's all good.

( From the Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam, by Edward FitzGerald )

National Poetry Month, Day 21
Did I seriously say I was going to post a poem every day for a MONTH? What the HELL? I am feeling seriously tapped out, already. This is about all that I can muster:

( There was a young man from Anjou, by Anonymous )

National Poetry Month, Day 19
I just finished listening to Henry VIII on the BBC Radio Three website (available till next Sunday!), so have some Henrician poetry.

( Mine Own John Poins, by Sir Thomas Wyatt )

Poetry blogging, Day 18
Happy Canterbury Tales Day, everyone!

( The Wife of Bath laments her lost youth )

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