https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=3964101194616&set=a.1855073750248.2100669.1642975501&type=1&theater

This is a picture of a poem on a blackboard.  Couldn't get it to post as a pic, so I had to go with a link.  The poem is so good, it's got me thinking I should give up poetry..

THE UNCASTRATED MS. BARTOLI

With the knowledge that she didn't have to be neutered to produce such beauty, we may allow ourselves to experience it with unalloyed joy. Kinda like free-range veal.

MY LIFE IN A TANKA

I'm on call all week.
Off Monday morning at eight.
It's beer for breakfast.

There's nothing like a haiku
for concise profundity.

THIS LAND IS OUR LAND

I see Google has a "This Land is Your Land " theme for the 4th this year.  It's often not recognized for the very political song that it is because several verses are regularly left out. For example:

As I went walking I saw a sign there 
And on the sign it said "No Trespassing." 
But on the other side it didn't say nothing, 
That side was made for you and me.

Dogs strain at the leash.
A rabbit, still by the walk,
one forefoot trembling.

http://fareedzakaria.com/2012/03/19/health-insurance-is-for-everyone/

I think this got it about right. The Affordable Care Act certainly wouldn't have been the bill I would have written. For example, I like neither the individual mandate nor the employer mandate. But these were patches on the current system necessitated by resistance to more rational, fundamental change.

THE FRUITS OF THE NORTH

My great grandfather on his own land
had every kind of tart little berry
and trees full of green pie apples,
all the fruits of the north.
And he had a pond full of fish
and a boat to rent.
And after he saw
the groves of sweet oranges,
he was never happy again.