POETS Day! Ursula K Le Guin
“I’ve never sailed anything except a nine-foot catboat, and that was in about three feet of water. And we managed to sink it”- Ursula K Le Guin
“I’ve never sailed anything except a nine-foot catboat, and that was in about three feet of water. And we managed to sink it”- Ursula K Le Guin
For those not in communion with Rome, this Spaghetti al Lent is a wonderful dish despite the penitential nod.
Hilaire Belloc may be best know as for his light children’s verse which he released in volumes illustrated by Edward Gorey and Basil Temple Blackwood and possibly by himself and G.K. Chesterton
The meat and three tradition of smothered pork chops but I throw in some white wine and herb de Provence because I’m a snob at heart.
I’m sure that William Carlos Williams wanted to have a discussion with mom and dad. “You named me William Williams?” he would ask, not without cause,
Thomas Jefferson had a pasta machine sent from Naples to Monticello for mac & cheese. Now buy a blue box, boil some water, and stir. It’s easy
Nobody writes Lord Byron and means his dad John. George won, so barring some immortal act by a future Lord Byron we should all agree that without clarification the title refers to him.
My home version of a tonier restaurant’s Spicy Pineapple Collard Greens. It seems off the wall, and it is, but I think you’ll love it.
Today’s featured poem is “The Map” by Elizabeth Bishop. Bishop is yet another poet who rankled mid-last-century at being included among those known as The Confessional Poets.
Piperade is a one pan operation, and every step is cooked at a constant temperature so if you find yourself out there in the wilderness you don’t have to worry about turning your open fire up or down.
This poem is about despair and Sylvia Plath’s desperate effort to reinforce a slipping but needed self-delusion.
This POET’S Day poet is Vladimir Nabokov, but before I get to him I’d like to take a moment and mention Thomas Karshan, currently listed by the University of East Anglia website as Associate Professor of Literature.
Hot dog sauce is a favorite condiment of mine so I figured I’d give it a go. It was disappointingly easy to make with only a modicum of mess
I don’t know that I would agree with Edna St. Vincent Millay on very many things, but she was passionate.
I hope you enjoy the inauthentic authentic looking steak tacos as much as we did
Yeats wondered how the world could recover from a World War that drowned its innocence…but we survived. The center held.
The following recipe for lamb stuffed cabbage rolls in tomato sauce is one of those. Takes 30 minutes out of your non-pressed Boxing Day
This week’s featured poem by Clement Clarke Moore, “The Pig and The Rooster,” keeping in mind that as far as I know no one is disputing he wrote this one
Mark Van Doren’s “Looking for Something Lost” is a fleeting thought the poet freezes, fleshes out, and once considered brings to conclusion.
Sometimes I feel bad for people who don’t speak English and are stuck calling their master lyricists words like poeta, digter, imbongi, or tusisolo that don’t form tidy acronyms encouraging their better hedonist angels....