Featured Poems of the Week:
Week of 11/17/19
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By Emily Dickinson:
Midsummer, was it, when They died – A full, and perfect time – The Summer closed upon itself In Consummated Bloom – The Corn, her furthest kernel filled Before the coming Flail – When These – leaned unto Perfectness – Through Haze of Burial – |
By Emmett Lee Dickinson:
Midsummer, was it, when He dialed – A full, and perfect call – Then Summer closed upon itself And Symbolized his fall – The Con, his darkest moment yet Before the coming Fail – When Those – teamed with the Perfectness – Through Haze of Denial – |
A Few Notes from Dorothy Dawe:
I find it interesting that the Don of the GOP Crime Syndicate characterizes his call to the Ukrainian President as "perfect" -- and he says that the transcript, too, is "perfect."
What does one call criminal activity when the perp is not caught? The perfect crime.
Through his bellicose bombast and his bullying tweets where he's trying to intimidate witnesses, Trump is talking crime-speak to his consiglieres so that they line up behind him to support his perceived perfectness of the crime. It is all so pervertedly...perfect.
The entire affair calls to mind Emmett Lee Dickinson's poem, "Midsummer, was it, when He dialed," one of our Featured Poems of the Week. Dickinson's poem inspired third cousin Emily to pen her poem "Midsummer, was it, when They died," our other featured poem.
I find it interesting that the Don of the GOP Crime Syndicate characterizes his call to the Ukrainian President as "perfect" -- and he says that the transcript, too, is "perfect."
What does one call criminal activity when the perp is not caught? The perfect crime.
Through his bellicose bombast and his bullying tweets where he's trying to intimidate witnesses, Trump is talking crime-speak to his consiglieres so that they line up behind him to support his perceived perfectness of the crime. It is all so pervertedly...perfect.
The entire affair calls to mind Emmett Lee Dickinson's poem, "Midsummer, was it, when He dialed," one of our Featured Poems of the Week. Dickinson's poem inspired third cousin Emily to pen her poem "Midsummer, was it, when They died," our other featured poem.
Last Week's Featured Poems of the Week:
Week of 11/10/19:
A few notes from our senior book reviewer, Philo Remington:
We at the Emmett Lee Dickinson Museum are heartbroken. On November 4, 2019, Mary Steinberg, an author and poet from Chicago, lost her short battle with pancreatic cancer. Ms. Steinberg was a HUGE fan of the poetry of Emmett Lee Dickinson (Emily Dickinson's third cousin, twice removed -- at her request), and she was a life-long member of the Dickinson Organization of Poetry Enthusiasts.
Mary's book When They Go Low, We Go Haiku -- "documenting Donald Trump's journey from president-elect to unindicted co-conspirator, three lines and seventeen sylables at a time" -- was published one year ago, and she also supplemented the book with blog posts on her website, HERE. Due to declining health, though, Mary had to quit her site and blog updates last April. Mary's obituary is HERE.
This week, we thought we would do something a little different. Instead of posting poems by Emily and Emmett Lee Dickinson as our Featured Poems of the Week. Instead, in honor of Mary, we thought we would post a few of our favorite haikus as our featured poems.
We at the Emmett Lee Dickinson Museum are heartbroken. On November 4, 2019, Mary Steinberg, an author and poet from Chicago, lost her short battle with pancreatic cancer. Ms. Steinberg was a HUGE fan of the poetry of Emmett Lee Dickinson (Emily Dickinson's third cousin, twice removed -- at her request), and she was a life-long member of the Dickinson Organization of Poetry Enthusiasts.
Mary's book When They Go Low, We Go Haiku -- "documenting Donald Trump's journey from president-elect to unindicted co-conspirator, three lines and seventeen sylables at a time" -- was published one year ago, and she also supplemented the book with blog posts on her website, HERE. Due to declining health, though, Mary had to quit her site and blog updates last April. Mary's obituary is HERE.
This week, we thought we would do something a little different. Instead of posting poems by Emily and Emmett Lee Dickinson as our Featured Poems of the Week. Instead, in honor of Mary, we thought we would post a few of our favorite haikus as our featured poems.
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By Mary Steinberg:
We’re building Space Force! Who’s going to pay for it? “Mars!!!” His rally cult screams. Give me your tired. Your poor, your huddled masses. Got cages for them. Be Best, or Don’t Care, Melania, which one? Ah! Clothes make the woman. |
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On Mike Pence:
Tale of Two Mothers.
One raised you. One married you. You little Dickens. |
On cabinet meetings:
Sicko-phants gather.
There’s a cabinet meeting. Who cleans the slobber? |
On the inauguration:
Grifter has sixth sense.
Haley Joel saw dead people.* Grifter saw fake ones.** *Haley Joel Osment in the move The Sixth Sense. **The largest audience ever to witness an inauguration. Period. |
Previous Weeks' Featured Poems of the Week:
Week of 11/3/19:
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By Emily Dickinson:
Peril as a Possession 'Tis Good to hear Danger disintegrates Satiety There's Basis there -- Begets an awe That searches Human Nature's creases As clean as Fire. |
By Emmett Lee Dickinson:
Peril of a Possessive 'Tis Hard to bear The Press* associates Apostrophe With Ss there – Begets an awe That stretches Common Sense’s limits The same as Decaf *The Associated Press |
A Few Notes from our Master Grammarian & Resident Logophile, Angstrom Dickinson:
I did not see the AP Stylebook's tweet on 10/22 (below left). Instead, I saw Mary Norris' tweet (or is it now Mary Norris's?) about "pesky possessives" (below right), and that is when I first learned that the AP is "considering changing the use of 's" for singular possessives for names that end in S. To read Ms. Norris' article (or Ms. Norris's article), click HERE.
I did not see the AP Stylebook's tweet on 10/22 (below left). Instead, I saw Mary Norris' tweet (or is it now Mary Norris's?) about "pesky possessives" (below right), and that is when I first learned that the AP is "considering changing the use of 's" for singular possessives for names that end in S. To read Ms. Norris' article (or Ms. Norris's article), click HERE.
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This is not the first time the AP has considered such a change. Back in 1869, they considered adding 's to singular possessives with names that end in S at the request of President Ulysses S. Grant. At that time, Emmett Lee Dickinson wrote a short poem about the ensuing controversy, "Peril of a Possessive," and we offer that as one of our Featured Poems of the Week. Dickinson's poem inspired third cousin Emily to pen her poem "Peril as a Possession," our other featured poem.
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