Recently, this weblog has been highjacked by the rogue editor, politEsq. Challenged last
night by our Vice President, we pledge to stand up to any such invasion of our space —
with pre-emptive strikes as needed – for at least the next four years.
Instead of politics, with the help of Master Issa and George Swede, let’s celebrate yesterday’s
surprise visit from my twin brother. He’s already headed home to wife, kids and clients, after
groaning with me at the Vice Presidential debate and trying out my new futon.
(You can see the 3-year-old bow-tied duo by clicking here)
bamboo shoots–
big brothers, little brothers
grown so quick!
are those nightingales
brothers?
identical voices!
sparrows at the gate–
the brothers’ first
fight
waving goodbye
to the father a clothesline
of children’s shirts
the open mouths
of my two sons soundless
above the waves
by dagosan:
cute waitress –
no protest
when we say we’re old
[Oct. 6, 2004]
Out sick. Still recovering from VDA (veep debate agita).
remember when you could read the fine print?
from Nest Heads by John Allen (UComics.com, Aug. 22, 2004)
