Len

Perhaps to be or not to be a weasel…

If nothing's good or bad but thinking makes It so, it follows on for me I think, Therefore l am' implies I'm pretty good? Yet, others might infer this specious lie Is self-designed to smooth, if not defy, The warts & wrinkles ethics breeds in rude And ill-defined bad habits- mostly drink And words, more… Continue reading Perhaps to be or not to be a weasel…

Len

Marriage: The Lover to his Post-PostModern Coy Mistress

'My love, I love you far-too much for marriage... [Anon] I asked Her 'Will you marry me? She said I will; but one day by & bye, not now? Tomorrow, next month, next year, maybe? How We go, too quick or slow, makes soon or late? It's down to you & I, we/us, not Fate?… Continue reading Marriage: The Lover to his Post-PostModern Coy Mistress

Len

Calligraphy, or The Self-Reflexive Art of Writing Finely

Calligraphy's a vain pursuit, akin To sniffing one's own toxic, home-brewed farts! I mean, what should be merely plain & practical Breeds a stylish craft of futile arts And hideous pride in small & worthless, personal Deeds? The feckless grandeur shown within Italic, even Gothic lines, reflects The weakness such strong, caring hand protects! But,… Continue reading Calligraphy, or The Self-Reflexive Art of Writing Finely

Len

Watching Westerns with Ludwig Wittgenstein

I should have liked to have known him, Wittgenstein, And gone to movies, certain they were crap, Insipid, B-feature fayre, non-thought provoking Westerns, gumshoe Noirs, or melodrama, Romance, musicals, the rest of all such pap! But, as the world is all that is the case, And he died when he did, not even joking Poems… Continue reading Watching Westerns with Ludwig Wittgenstein