PROMPT: Nickname

What’s the story behind your nickname?

Unfortunately, it’s just the most common abbreviation of my proper name.

DAILY PHOTO: Yerevan Municipality

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Long Lost [Free Verse]

crumbled ruins: 
once a fine home,
occupants long gone

did their voices
resonate into stone,
trapping something
of their existence:
some subtle indication
that there was life here...

BOOKS: “The Song of Hiawatha” by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The Song of HiawathaThe Song of Hiawatha by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Project Gutenberg edition

This epic poem borrows from American Indian folklore and legend to build a fictional life story for the protagonist, Hiawatha. (There was an actual Hiawatha, but his life story apparently in no way resembles that of Longfellow’s Hiawatha, which is good because the fictional one had to deal with ghosts, tricksters, and deities.) The poem is part hero’s trials, part love story, and part tale of the supernatural, blending real world type tragedy with an otherworldly form.

The choice of trochaic tetrameter makes the poem rhythmically readable, while evoking a drumming sound that contributes to atmospherics.

When the poem came out in the mid-19th century, it faced some controversy. It was claimed that it was a knock off of the Kalevala of Finland. Longfellow’s reply was that he was influenced by that poem’s rhythm (the Kalevala is also trochaic,) but that all the plot events where from his conversations with American Indians and researchers, thereof, (or, presumably his own imagination,) and that any coincidence of events was owing to the broad brushstrokes of them both being heroic tales.

I enjoyed reading this poem and would highly recommend it for poetry readers and lovers of American Literature.






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“All overgrown by cunning moss,” (146) by Emily Dickinson [w/ Audio]

All overgrown by cunning moss,
All interspersed with weed,
The little cage of "Currer Bell"
In quiet "Haworth" laid.

This Bird -- observing others
When frosts too sharp became
Retire to other latitudes --
Quietly did the same --

But differed in returning --
Since Yorkshire hills are green --
Yet not in all the nests I meet --
Can Nightengale be seen --

After the Flood [Haiku]

after the flood,
a lake kills a grove
on its way out.

DAILY PHOTO: Granite & Greenery, Uttari Betta

BOOKS: “American Vampire, Vol. 2” by Scott Snyder

American Vampire, Vol. 2American Vampire, Vol. 2 by Scott Snyder
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Publisher site

This six-issue volume, just like the first, intersperses the story of two American vampires, Skinner Sweet and Pearl Jones. For those who haven’t read Vol. 1, the American Vampire is mutated to have advantages of strength, speed, and UV resistance, but in vampire mode they are much more monstrous. The first four issues focus on a detective noir story set in 1930’s Las Vegas. Skinner Sweet could be said to be central to events in that arc, though not to be the lead character. (That would be the police detective trying to solve a string of gruesome murders.) The last two issues put the Pearl Jones story front and center. That arc is set during the same timeframe, but in Northern California. The first arc is tied up more successfully, but I suspect this has to do with the challenges of interspersing stories (the first arc also has twice as much space with which to work.)

There’s an interesting contrast between the stories. Skinner Sweet is villainous, was villainous before he became a vampire, and is even more so afterwards. The Pearl Jones story is more of a love story between Pearl and her human husband, Henry Preston — albeit a love story in which the couple is being hunted by nefarious forces and must fight to survive. She is trying to be free of the monster life as best she can.

I am enjoying this series. The journey through time and landscapes of America makes this not just another vampire story. If you enjoy comics that mix genres, I’d highly recommend this volume.

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“Meditation” by Amy Lowell [w/ Audio]

A wise man,
Watching the stars pass across the sky,
Remarked:
In the upper air the fireflies move more slowly.