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So glad you have signed up to receive the For Random Learning Comes Newsletter! This is the one hundred and second edition.
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Happy St Patrick's Day! If you feel the need for something Irish, try out my poem Benediction.
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I realize that I have not been very generous in sharing my poetry of late, leaning toward long blogposts instead. But that does not mean that poetry, or at least its humble cousin, verse, is not being written.
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To prove that this is true and to raise your spirits a little, I have shared two new poems today. Both are rather tongue in cheek and silly in their own way, with just a speck of seriousness thrown in, to increase everyone's confusion.
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The first is called "A Woman of My Generation," and laments the way we Boomer women have turned out (or is it just me?) Anyway, I'm sure you will recognize some familiar details belonging to my generation, among those in your own circle. And I hope you will not judge them too harshly.
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The second poem is called "Office Job" and is a celebration of the delight of writing poetry, especially verse, as an occupation-- or preoccupation-- as the case may be.
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Hope you enjoy the change of seasons. For in this neck of the woods--as in many Boomer women-- the change is upon us! Hot Flash: It was 84 degrees today!
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So Close and Yet So Far
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This essay discusses the Semiquincentennial celebration and compares it with Fourths of Years gone by.
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Drawing
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A poem on redistricting, the drawing of new districts to serve the ruling party's political purposes, with the blessing of the Supreme Court and with enthusiasm unchecked by either the people's will nor the State's Constitutional provisions.
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Attempt
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A poem describing the swirling emotions on and offline provoked by the attempted assassination of President Trump at the dinner for the press. Caveat: I do not doubt the attempt on his life was real. P.S. The photo is an attempt at beauty.
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Approaching May 1st, 2026, Anniversary of The Great Fire, Jacksonville, FL
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A poem about a very dry spring in Florida which calls to mind the terrible fire which consumed Jacksonville early in the 20th century.
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Smiles
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This poem analyzes the loss of reputation of the US in the eyes of its closest allies, and the attitude it projects, about that loss.
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