Archive for July, 2018

Sometimes I have a great notion.

Goodnight Irene

Lead Belly
Irene, good night, Irene, good night
Good night, Irene, good night, Irene
I’ll get you in my dreams
Sometimes I live in the country
Sometimes I live in town
Sometimes I have a great notion
To jump in to the river and drown
Irene, good night, Irene, good night
Good night, Irene, good night, Irene
I’ll get you in my dreams
Stop rambling and stop gambling
Quit staying out late at night
Go home to your wife and your family
Sit down by a fireside bright
Irene, good night, Irene, good night
Good night, Irene, good night, Irene
Songwriters: Huddie Ledbetter / John A. Lomax
Goodnight Irene lyrics © T.R.O. Inc.

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The solstitial thickness of peak green.

There are flowers, of course, in all colors,
all around, in pots, and planters, and plots,

but it’s green when you look out or look up,
high in the temperate rainforest
of Western North Carolina.

Drastic escalation this year
in the battle over blueberries,
the outnumbered humans versus the birds,
the jays, the catbirds, especially the thrashers.

We won by draping mesh cages over the bushes
and over ourselves while picking,
four nets 25 foot square,
scheduled to amortize against berry value by 2028.

Meanwhile, on basically the same amortization plan,
but now with a vegetable patch behind it,
our rockwall garden thrives
and we can dial up the sun anytime we want.

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