Wednesday, October 16, 2013

Our Special Congress


So the US Congress after raping the American economy finally has stopped browbeating us, the people they work for and now they want to be congratulated and admired for that.

But wait there's more.

They promise to resume the browbeating in January.

Aren't they special?

Friday, October 4, 2013

Links to A Couple of Good Posts by Coleen K at Enlightened Catholicism

As an example of how the GOP and the Tea Party has gone Through the Looking Glass and apparently been eating magic mushrooms and turning reality inside out:

Up is Down for the GOP 1

Up is Down for the GOP 2

Wednesday, October 2, 2013

A September Verse 2013

Existentialism Revisited

I never believed in the wisdom of living for today
because today always seems as much an illusion
as yesterday and tomorrow
Unless what they really meant was to live without self-consciousness
which only Zen monks and Zorbas
and Grandmothers do

My Grandmother was like that:
never needing to reflect on her purpose in life
or whether life had any meaning
the question itself just non-sense
like Red Skelton on the black and white
in her sparse living room

Her later years not so much golden
as coal black and bleak with loneliness
the only purpose left her
was lighting candles in front of the Virgin on Sundays
and frying chicken wings for Frankie
whenever he stopped in to say by his presence that he hadn’t forgotten

She was content to fry chicken then on the spur of the moment
and before you knew it she’d be shoving a plate in front of you
saying, “Mangia, mangia”
and feeding you stories along with Italian bread and cold eggplant
and instant coffee
stories about the meaning of her life

I’m not sure that chicken wings are the meaning of life
no matter how crispy and juicy and salty
and I’m equally uncertain about lighting candles
in front of stone cold Virgins
who would likely think it silly even if they
could really answer our prayers

Now, at sixty-five, I find fault with gardens
and pick off vegetables like I want to be done with it
and I curse libraries because they have too many books
and I get angry at beaches if the wind is too windy or the sun is not sunny
and I pick off friends and acquaintances and strangers alike
who disappoint or annoy me with their tedium

and I close more doors now than I open

(c) 2013 Frank DeFrancesco


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