Rhyme of the Day

Various meanderings with a rhyme in there somewhere.

Parodying T. S. Eliot
john_j_enright
I shall wear red and white striped trousers
And walk along the beach.
I have heard the journalists calling each to each:
"Comey scanned his browsers
And has enough to impeach!"
But after testimony,
That promise seems to be phony.
The story ends with a whimper, not a screech.

- from the Trump Song of J. Alfred Prufrock

Translation
john_j_enright
One dog word for humans
Means "wise monkey"
But another one translates
As "poop pick up flunky".

The McKinley Mansion, As We Called It
john_j_enright
My father's house is empty. He has moved into a retirement village place, and is selling the house. Family members took a lot of stuff from the house, a big 3-story Victorian. Then we had an estate sale. Then we had people fill up a dumpster. And a second dumpster is on order. But, right now, the house is empty. All the furniture, all the stuff, gone. It reminds me, very much, of the first time I saw the house, when we were moving in, in 1966.

My father's house is empty - vacant halls
Echoing with my mother's vanished calls.

Back to New York
john_j_enright
My play, All Mixed Up, which ran in Fall 2016 in Chicago, is set to be included in the Fresh Fruit Festival in NYC in July 2017.

It's still a bit in flux, but I signed and mailed the contract today.
So I guess once again I'm on my way
To Gotham to put on a play.

Playwright Reception
john_j_enright
This charming theater festival in Heartland had a playwright reception, which gave the six attending playwrights a chance to interact a bit with the evening's audience. That was new for me. Playwrights, as a group, aren't the most sociable people. Writers tend to be introverts - extroverts aren't so interested in sitting alone and making up stuff in their heads.

A frequent audience question is where do you get your ideas?

I wish I knew
The how and where
But some arrive
From thin air.

That can't be true
But how in fact
They really do...
Is inexact.

Escape from New York
john_j_enright
I attended a play festival in Bloomington-Normal, Illinois last night, basically because I had a ten-minute play in the festival.

I was struck by the high percentage of people there who had lived in Queens.

Me, of course. I lived in Kew Gardens for a while in the seventies. An audience member near me, the mother of another playwright, was originally from Jackson Heights, although she now lives in the North Carolina. And Vicky Snyder, an actress in my play, was originally from Jackson Heights, although she now lives in the Bloomington-Normal area.

So, basically, just overhearing things, I found 2 other former Queens residents. Is it just a quirky coincidence?

It occurred to me that New York is a very strong theater town, and that early habits die hard, so that maybe you can expect to find ex-New Yorkers in disproportionate concentrations in the world of American small-city theater.

It occurred to me that people flee New York. People swarm in there, people swarm out there - there's a lot of churn.

Lots of people from Queens.
I'm not sure what it means.
You can give my theories a glance
But probably it's just chance.

Spooky Sound
john_j_enright
My Labrador lets out a howl
Whenever a siren goes by.
It's one long continuous vowel,
Sung out with the throat lifted high.

128 Miles
john_j_enright
Drove to Normal, Illinois.
Are you a fan of flat?
I'll tell you, boy oh boy,
We've got a lot of that.

Sign of the Times
john_j_enright


Apparently the sign painters did half the job, and took a break. Reportedly they played this same prank 20 years ago.

Really, it's pointless fuss,
But next time start with SUSS.

In The Pantagraph with Dan Craft
john_j_enright
I was interviewed regarding
SPACE CAT GRADUATION -
Can two space cadet felines recover
From academic ruination?

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