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Theater is good for you!

There are so many social challenges that confront us these days that you would think we need no more provocations. Some of us, for good or ill, welcome them nonetheless. I can’t speak for you but among the ones I am most looking forward to are provocations by Robert O’Hara. He has written and will […]

via Provocations — Our Theater Blog: TandBOnTheAisle

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movie · P.O.V. · point of view

Bond, James Bond

The James Bond I remember was seductive, and frisky. He had a wink in his voice.

Imagine my surprise when viewing a recent iteration to find James so diminished as to appear depressed. This Bond was not just shaken but also stirred. He was not worldly, or worldly wise, but world-weary.

more to come… most likely and soon….
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Quiet and peaceful

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Quiet waters, billowing clouds © 2014 Tamara Beck

Sitting as old men do

Holding court with

Memories, sharing both

Wisdom and nonsense

From a life fully lived

Yet far from complete

Never accepting blame or

Regrets, but sitting in

Tranquility, peaceful

Still yet like the river with

An undercurrent, there is

News mixing with opinions

All that need to be expressed

And heard. If you listen, you

Can also hear the waters

Whispering, a susurrus of current

Events, bubbling below the surfacewat

#life-is-short · #observation · better choices · expectation · inspirations · riff

Grammarly

Das_Kofferradio By Rocafort8 - Own work, Public Domain, httpscommons.wikimedia.orgwindex.phpcurid=9103493
By Rocafort8 – Own work, Public Domain, httpscommons.wikimedia.orgwindex.phpcurid=9103493

Which of these rhymes is more elegant? (Caveat to readers, this may be a trick question.)

“No swingin’, no jerkin’

Let your muscles do the werkin'”

or, the more grammatically correct

Don’t swing, don’t jerk

Let your muscles do the work

Sometimes poetry is in the flow of the words and not just in their punctiliousness.

(Thank you, Troy for the lesson.)

 

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Refreshing

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Picture by http://drinkgus.com

Adults have been given permission to enjoy pop for many more years than you imagine. In the soda market space, there’s the old standby, Orangina, a product I have always found equal to my maturity. Its proximate competitor is the very amusing San Pelligrino Aranciata, available in small bottles or cans.

While in many ways the ultimate in adult beverages for my money is seltzer water, whether it be Perrier, Pelligrino, Polar, Saratoga Sparkling or Poland Springs, the flavored arena is a fulsome one. It also makes for a nice change.

GuS (aka Grown-up Soda) is pretty much a new kid on the block. A family owned business, these soft drinks have wide distribution in bodegas and fancy food stores.

Recently, I was introduced to another drink of “Sipperior” quality at the York Social, where Sipp is in the fridge. Like GuS, Sipp prides itself on its natural and organic flavors and recipes. The variety made with pear is an especially lovely blend, but the Berry Mojo drink is also lovely.

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Do you remember this?

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Time and the river wait for noone. Photos © Tamara Beck.

I have expunged so much and so many from my recollection

When they come creeping in, it’s on ghost feet

Sometimes I welcome the newly remembered

Sometimes I dread the associations they bring me

Some memories amuse, others confuse, some

Simply disabuse me of my moral superiority, I

Have not served truth or justice, not always,

Just sometimes; glory is not mine to strut or savor,

Not always, just sometimes, Who were you? Who was I?