Sunday, December 25, 2016

Merry Christmas


Merry Christmas,
Peace on Earth
and Goodwill to all People.


As for goodwill but one example: In Berlin six human beings in the so-called Holy Night set fire on a homeless human being sleeping in an underground station. Fortunately, other human beings put out the blaze.

Chocolate Jesus


Thursday, December 15, 2016

El cumpleaños

Chico Mendes, here with his wife Ilsamar,
today could have celebrated his 72nd birthday,
if ...

 Photo: courtesy by Miranda Smith

Monday, December 12, 2016

Saturday, December 10, 2016

Thursday, December 08, 2016

Annabelle's Brother

Annabelle's Brother.
While her birthday is 4 / 9
His might be 9 / 4.

Wednesday, December 07, 2016

Sunday, December 04, 2016

Cosmic Debris



Frank Zappa (21 December 1940 - 4 December 1993)

Z



Frank Zappa (21 December 1940 - 4 December 1993)

Wednesday, November 16, 2016

On the Road

Just will-'o-the_whisps?
The next US cabinet?
Bright side of a night.

So long



Leonard Cohen (September 21, 1934 – November 7, 2016)

Marianne Ihlen (18 May 1935 – 28 July 2016)

Tuesday, November 15, 2016

Friday, November 11, 2016

Thursday, November 10, 2016

Laughing Lhursday*

Princess on the Pea
* [For first time visitors]:
Typo in the title?
Nah.
It's just that I would not let a tiny T spoil an avantgardistic alliteration.

Sail on, sail on ...


Wednesday, November 09, 2016

The World ...

... after my awakening will be no safer place.

Sunday, November 06, 2016

Consequential


There have always innocent children been born
who became evil bastards.
In face of an expanding number of human beings
it should therefore not come as a surprise
that nowadays
there live more evil bastards on this planet.


They would be a minor problem, though.

The problems are caused by those who follow them.

Thursday, October 27, 2016

Laughing Lhursday*

Porcini, eh?

* [For first time visitors]:
Typo in the title?
Nah.
It's just that I would not let a tiny T spoil an avantgardistic alliteration.

Sunday, October 23, 2016

Glyn Houston as Gwyn Thomas




Today is Glyn Houston's 90th birthday.
In the 1980s the Welsh actor performed a hugely successful one-man play called "Chunks and Chips" using the autobiographical writing of Gwyn Thomas to bring his unique wisdom and dark observational humour back to life. This performance is a must for anyone who appreciates Welsh humour, great writing and superb acting.

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Thursday, October 20, 2016

Laughing Lhursday*

Molehenge

* [For first time visitors]:
Typo in the title?
Nah.
It's just that I would not let a tiny T spoil an avantgardistic alliteration.

Friday, October 14, 2016

Splendid Yesterday

Two fine malt whisk(e)ys
The wishlist eight books shorter
Now winter can come


Wednesday, October 12, 2016

524 years ago

The American who discovered Columbus first,made a fatal discovery.

Der Amerikaner, der den Kolumbus zuerst entdeckte,

machte eine böse Entdeckung. [G 183]


Georg Christoph Lichtenberg (1742 - 1799)

Sunday, October 09, 2016

Tuesday, October 04, 2016

First cranes leaving

While picking apples
I heard the first cranes singing
The starlings gathered

Wednesday, September 28, 2016

Annabelle's sibling

Eight centimetres.
Brother? Sister? Anyway:
Annabelle's sibling

Friday, September 23, 2016

Friday is Skyday

War and misery,
terror and hypocrisy
Not my business!

Sunday, September 18, 2016

Monday, September 05, 2016

Deleyed

Sometimes I don't mind
being soon forced to sit down.
Ah! All this beauty.

Friday, September 02, 2016

Thursday, September 01, 2016

Laughing Lhursday*

Hey! I am not fed up.

* [For first time visitors]:
Typo in the title?
Nah.
It's just that I would not let a tiny T spoil an avantgardistic alliteration.

Tuesday, August 16, 2016

Honey, honey

Deliciously sweet
the hollyhocks of Seanhenge.
Oh, and the honey!

Monday, August 15, 2016

Saturday, August 06, 2016

quaquaquaqua – time will tell



Given the existence as uttered forth in the public works of Puncher and Wattmann of a personal God quaquaquaqua with white beard quaquaquaqua outside time without extension who from the heights of divine apathia divine athambia divine aphasia loves us dearly with some exceptions for reasons unknown but time will tell and suffers like the divine Miranda with those who for reasons unknown but time will tell are plunged in torment plunged in fire whose fire flames if that continues and who can doubt it will fire the firmament that is to say blast hell to heaven so blue still and calm so calm with a calm which even though intermittent is better than nothing but not so fast and considering what is more that as a result of the labors left unfinished crowned by the Acacacacademy of Anthropopopometry of Essy-in-Possy of Testew and Cunard it is established beyond all doubt all other doubt than that which clings to the labors of men that as a result of the labors unfinished of Testew and Cunnard it is established as hereinafter but not so fast for reasons unknown that as a result of the public works of Puncher and Wattmann it is established beyond all doubt that in view of the labors of Fartov and Belcher left unfinished for reasons unknown of Testew and Cunard left unfinished it is established what many deny that man in Possy of Testew and Cunard that man in Essy that man in short that man in brief in spite of the strides of alimentation and defecation wastes and pines wastes and pines and concurrently simultaneously what is more for reasons unknown in spite of the strides of physical culture the practice of sports such as tennis football running cycling swimming flying floating riding gliding conating camogie skating tennis of all kinds dying flying sports of all sorts autumn summer winter winter tennis of all kinds hockey of all sorts penicillin and succedanea in a word I resume flying gliding golf over nine and eighteen holes tennis of all sorts in a word for reasons unknown in Feckham Peckham Fulham Clapham namely concurrently simultaneously what is more for reasons unknown but time will tell fades away I resume Fulham Clapham in a word the dead loss per head since the death of Bishop Berkeley being to the tune of one inch four ounce per head approximately by and large more or less to the nearest decimal good measure round figures stark naked in the stockinged feet in Connemara in a word for reasons unknown no matter what matter the facts are there and considering what is more much more grave that in the light of the labors lost of Steinweg and Peterman it appears what is more much more grave that in the light the light the light of the labors lost of Steinweg and Peterman that in the plains in the mountains by the seas by the rivers running water running fire the air is the same and then the earth namely the air and then the earth in the great cold the great dark the air and the earth abode of stones in the great cold alas alas in the year of their Lord six hundred and something the air the earth the sea the earth abode of stones in the great deeps the great cold on sea on land and in the air I resume for reasons unknown in spite of the tennis the facts are there but time will tell I resume alas alas on on in short in fine on on abode of stones who can doubt it I resume but not so fast I resume the skull fading fading fading and concurrently simultaneously what is more for reasons unknown in spite of the tennis on on the beard the flames the tears the stones so blue so calm alas alas on on the skull the skull the skull the skull in Connemara in spite of the tennis the labors abandoned left unfinished graver still abode of stones in a word I resume alas alas abandoned unfinished the skull the skull in Connemara in spite of the tennis the skull alas the stones Cunard (mêlée, final vociferations)

Barry McGovern     (Vladimir),
Johnny Murphy       (Estragon),
Alan Stanford          (Pozzo),
Stephen Brennan     (Lucky), 

Friday, August 05, 2016

Thursday, August 04, 2016

Wednesday, August 03, 2016

40% vol. / 700 ml

Mind you, not for me.
Just a gift for son-in-law.
I prefer uisge beatha.

Monday, August 01, 2016

August beginning

On an August day
I felt I had found some peace.
Agnostic's pleasure.

Monday, July 18, 2016

Cihan's a clever horse

His name could well be

Josef Adolf Erdoğan.

Cihan* knew before.

* Cihan means World / Welt / mondo, mundo


Friday, July 15, 2016

Friday, July 01, 2016

Some

Some enjoy cabal,
some praise their stupidity,
some can do without.

Monday, June 20, 2016

Longlasting Ephemerality

A balcony view.
Even seven weeks later
I feel that delight.

Saturday, June 18, 2016

Occupy Balcony

Five weeks 'allowing'
no breakfast on balcony.
Brave little redstarts.


Tuesday, June 14, 2016

Borges & Borges

30 years ago
Jorge Luis Borges died.
His tombstone remains.
The grave of this German namesake
who died five years later,
does not exist anymore.
This Borges was obviously no famous writer.


Jorge Luis Borges (24 August 1899 – 14 June 1986)

Monday, June 13, 2016

Monochrome Monday

In late April
around the old beehouse
blossoms galore


Tuesday, June 07, 2016

Precious Life


The life where nothing happens
among the dear familiar things
is for me the most precious life.
...
And all we have
is those precious moments
and the hours and the days.

John McGahern

Monday, June 06, 2016

Worth some thoughts

If a book was well-written it can be obscene,
but it couldn't be immoral,
because if it was immoral,
it couldn't be true.
John Mc Gahern

Sunday, June 05, 2016

Thursday, June 02, 2016

Laughing Lhursday*





* [For first time visitors]:
Typo in the title?
Nah.
It's just that I would not let a tiny T spoil an avantgardistic alliteration.

Sunday, May 01, 2016

Wednesday, April 27, 2016

Simultaneous

This tulip and I
enjoying the last sun-beams;
her blossom, my eye.

Saturday, April 23, 2016

April 23rd, 2016

On the 400th anniversary of Shakespeare's and Cervantes' death
in Seanhenge the cherry-tree is blooming,
the potatoes have been planted,
a pair of phoenicurus has again chosen the balcony
to bring up their nestlings,
and I do still enjoy being busy
with blogging
as little as possible.