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Posted by honey & quinine 5 months ago.
(INTRO: I’m reading, irregularly and not often enough, a book entitled Today Matters by John C. Maxwell, a book, generously mailed to me, given by a friend from the halcyon past, that waits for my attention on my desk where I am employed as a se...
Posted by honey & quinine 5 months ago.
I recently posted about the pictures mom and dad took of me and saved for me in a box, later gave to me. Also in that box was this clipping What’s incredible about this fragment from the Illinois State Register, the afternoon paper, is that chances ...
Posted by honey & quinine 5 months ago.
This year, I’ve attended Springfield Poets and Writers ( www.pwlf.com ) Poetry at Robbie’s Night — something like that, and coveting the appellation I apply to myself, the appellation of “poet,” and determined to earn it ra...
Posted by honey & quinine 5 months ago.
In my early days, they called me 319. Until I turned 13 or so and became as much an adversary-adolescent, I was photographed frequently by my father, who was a professional photographer,who owned a studio and processing lab on W. Adams in downtown Spr...
Posted by honey & quinine 6 months ago.
I used to keep an almost daily journal that recorded how my life was going. Early on, when I could read my own handwriting, they were longhand sentences in a spiral notebook. Later I typed the journal and as recently as 10 years ago, typed them, two colum...
Posted by honey & quinine 6 months ago.
They say that when you die, your entire life passes in front of your eyes. I think that as you get older, perhaps as you unknowingly approach “that lonesome valley,” your life passes before you, but it passes more slowly. OR NOT. Last night af...
Posted by honey & quinine 6 months ago.
An artist friend who plays with a music group “Hot Bag of Donuuts” would quarrel with my title here and recommend “How to Perfectly Ruin a Good Can of Soup,” but this is my blog, and I’m sticking to it. This blog begins in 1...
Posted by honey & quinine 6 months ago.
Song of Johnny Appleseed by Job Conger written 2:00 pm, Wednesday, July 20, 2011 - - He was born in Massachusetts in one seven seven four. His father fought through the Revolutionary War. Independence took root in the soldier’s first son In the days...
Posted by honey & quinine 7 months ago.
I subscribe to a fine poetry blog which shared a fine poem by an author I respect too much to mention by name. Part of her fine poem read as follows: “I have a job that ruins my wrists and two children.” Pardon me for appearing to know too mu...
Posted by honey & quinine 7 months ago.
Springfield Poets and Writers occasionally arranges for poets to visit Prairie Art Alliance’s H.D. Smith Gallery at Hoogland Center for the Arts or Gallery II about two blocks north on the west side of Sixth Street, and write a poem about a painti...
Posted by honey & quinine 7 months ago.
Before the invitation to move my aviation collection to the local airport came a year ago May, I did not have a closet for what most folks use closets for: keeping clothes. Every one was used to store aviation material. The one at the far end of the h...
Posted by honey & quinine 7 months ago.
There must be several Mary Congers in this world, so I don’t imagine that connecting my name with Mary Conger is a liability. I began subscribing to her blog last year as she was awash in violent tides of what folks call the “divorce solut...
Posted by honey & quinine 7 months ago.
I understand a trilogy is an assemblage of three. Still, I promised to write a trilogy about my March 2011 visit to Urbana University in Ohio and John Chapman’s (Johnhny Appleseed’s) grave in Ft. Wayne, Indiana, and that is what I’m doin...
Posted by honey & quinine 7 months ago.
Vamping by Job Conger The curtain parts. . . . and he steps out, folds his hands into each other at the belt, begins a pitter-pat introduction to the show, explaining how it all came together for the bright and shining production about to begin, and the e...
Posted by honey & quinine 7 months ago.
This morning on the way to work at “Rock City” I stopped at my barber (Duckett on Second just south of South Grand, nice guy) for the first time since February and had my hair cut to a near-Princeton style and my beard trimmed to one inch all...
Posted by honey & quinine 7 months ago.
Today, I posted at Facebook a “pearl of wisdom” I harvested from the ether of my room a few seconds before: “When the joys you anticipated in the playing of your concerto diminish for reasons beyound your understanding, and you reali...
Posted by honey & quinine 8 months ago.
Monday I said goodbye to apparel I have owned and worn during most of my poetry oratory and all of my poetry oratory. The white polished cotton pant I wore at Urbana University last March and have worn since purchasing them from J.C. Penney in 1997 was su...
Posted by honey & quinine 8 months ago.
Algorythm . . . . . . Algomusic . . . . . . Algomygal . . . . . . Who could ask for anything more Live long . . . . . . . . and sing often.
Posted by honey & quinine 8 months ago.
If you happened by the back lot of The Granite Guy on north Dirksen Parkway at 2:30 this afternoon, you’d have noticed a man in a dusty old olive dress shirt and blue jeans that look like they’ve seen rough treatment since 1998. They’re ...
Posted by honey & quinine 8 months ago.
It was a taste of my dream destiny My sponsor and friend Arthur Humphrey wanted to depart Grimes Field (see Part 2) with plenty of time to assure Museum Curator Joe Besecker and other organizers we were on hand for the re-dedication, and that’s what...
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