Saturday, May 12, 2007
...for they shall inherit earthenware pottery. Reverend Daniel Meeter (seen here unseasonally shoveling snow in winter 2005/6) of Park Slope, Brooklyn, has good things to say about blogging:
“I just think it’s great. It’s a way of carrying the spirit over the wires. It’s marvelous what you do.”
Wednesday, May 09, 2007
Of Difference Does it Make
During the 51-year existence of the Northern Ireland Parliament only one bill sponsored by a non-Unionist was ever passed.
Among the plovers and the stone-chats
protected by the Wild Birds Act
there is a rare stint called the notawhit
that has a schisty flight-call, like the chough’s.
Notawhit notawhit notawhit
— it raps out a sharp code-sign
like a mild and patient prisoner
pecking through granite with a teaspoon.
— Tom Paulin
Tuesday, May 08, 2007
From the BBC: "Northern Ireland has a new power-sharing government in an historic day at Stormont.
DUP leader Ian Paisley and Sinn Fein's Martin McGuinness took office as first and deputy first ministers as five years of direct rule ended.
Tony Blair and Bertie Ahern witnessed the creation of the new executive.
Mr Blair said that the day's events offered the chance for Northern Ireland to 'escape the heavy chains of history' and 'make history anew'."
Poor dear old Northern Ireland: finally, a political solution fit for a political problem, neither perfect nor proud. Somewhere on the Dungannon Road between Benburb and Dungannon, where I grew up, there must be crops of toadstools growing once again in the grass verge near the bridge over the River Blackwater, growing as I remember them the summer I picked mushrooms part-time in Benburb, growing as they do every early Irish summer, no matter what happens in the realm of the humans.
One of my fellow mushroom pickers mused: "See, if ye ate them toadstools, you'd be dead as quick as anything. But you can ate mushrooms."