Sunday, September 30, 2018

A Caricature

Daily Dose

From Nothing Ever Dies: Vietnam and the Memory of War, by Viet Thanh Nguyen


"Heroes are immortal, which is why reminders of their mortality must be censored, from the mundane need to be clean to the pressing need to die."

From Chapter 6, On Asymmetry

Saturday, September 29, 2018

A Caricature

Daily Dose

From These Truths: A History of the United States, by Jill Lepore


"'Gentlemen, the world is dark,' Clarence Darrow once told a jury, leaning over the jury box with his broad-shouldered bulk. 'But it is not hopeless.' There remained the question: Where did hope lie?"

From Chapter Ten, Efficiency and the Masses

Friday, September 28, 2018

A Caricature

Daily Dose

From As a Man Grows Old, by Italo Svevo, translated by Beryl De Zoete


"That indignation procured him the most delightful dreams. Towards morning the tumult of his senses subsided, leaving only an emotional anxiety about his own fate."

From Chapter 10

Thursday, September 27, 2018

A Caricature

Daily Dose

From Leadership in Turbulent Times, by Doris Kearns Goodwin


"The fame they craved, the recognition they sought, bears little resemblance to today's cult of celebrity."

From Epilogue, Of Death and Remembrance

Wednesday, September 26, 2018

Crazy Rich Clerihew


Kevin Kwan
Goes on and on
To show the rich
Can be a stitch.

A Caricature

Daily Dose

From The Count of Monte Cristo, by Alexandre Dumas, translated by Robin Buss


"It was one of those splendid autumn days that sometimes compensate for the lack of the preceding summer, or its brevity."

From Chapter CIX, The Assizes

Tuesday, September 25, 2018

Clerihew for the Lost Cause


For the slower
Walker Percy
Asks for mercy.

A Caricature

Daily Dose

From Essayism: On form, Feeling, and Nonfiction, by Brian Dillon


"The origins of the aphorism are both elevated and abject, as fits a literary form of sublime ambition that is at present in a kind of disgrace."

From page 86

Monday, September 24, 2018

A Caricature

Daily Dose

From Tonight I'm Someone Else: Essays, by Chelsea Hodson


"Who could blame me for seeing only what I wanted to see? Who could accuse me of anything? I loved everything that didn't love me back; it was the easiest thing in the world"

From The New Love

Sunday, September 23, 2018

Clerihew in lieu of Prayer


Khaled Hosseini
Stands with the refugees
And cries aloud to the empty air
(See his Sea Prayer.)

A Caricature

Daily Dose

From Sea Prayer, by Khaled Hosseini


These are only words.
A father's tricks.
It slays your father,
your faith in him.
Because all I can think tonight is
how deep the sea,
and how vast, how indifferent.
How powerless I am to protect you from it.
All I can do is pray.
Pray God steers the vessel true,
when the shores slip out of eyeshot
and we are a flyspeck
in the heaving waters, pitching and tilting,
easily swallowed.
Because you,
you are precious cargo, Marwan,
the most precious there ever was.
I pray the sea knows this.
How I pray the sea knows this.

Saturday, September 22, 2018

A Caricature

Clerihew of Little Failure


Gary Shteyngart
Has a fine heart
And he's funny,
Believe me, honey.

Daily Dose

From Lake Success, by Gary Shteyngart


"Barry wanted to punch somebody, preferably a Nazi, but really anyone would do."

From Chapter 11

Friday, September 21, 2018

Clerihew for a Lost Lady Novelist


Dimmed is the past glow
Of Ellen Glasgow,
Long years under the Barren Ground
And lost to memory, time, renown.

A Caricature

Daily Dose

From The Tin Drum, by Gunter Grass, translated by Ralph Manheim


"Slashed and baggy and powdered, I stood up, ringing my bells."

From Book Three, Madonna 49

Thursday, September 20, 2018

Clerihew for Idiots


Elif Batuman
Found that she could yawn
In English and Turkish
When men were jerk-ish.

A Caricature

Daily Dose

From The Idiot, by Elif Batuman


"The day after my nineteenth birthday, my mother drove me to the Pakistan Airlines annex at JFK: a narrow temporary building with dusty windows, shared by Air Poland. The air Poland logo was a skinny, malnourished-looking birdlike creature. I kept misreading things. ONLY ENTRUST YOUR LUGGAGE TO UNINFORMED PORTERS."

From Part Two, June

Wednesday, September 19, 2018

Clerihew for the Dean


Taha Hussein
Knew the pain
Of mankind
Being blind.

A Caricature

Daily Dose

From A Gay and Melancholy Sound, by Merle Miller


"His wife said, 'I forgive you. I forgave you the first time I met you because at the same time that I wanted to kill you, I wanted to kiss you. I was already in love with you, you bastard. Now come have some cold roast beef...'"

From Part Two, Notes Dictated on the Fifth Day, Chapter One

Tuesday, September 18, 2018

Clerihew for the Irascible


S. J. Perelman
Was sometimes seen to hurl pen,
Paper, typewriter, and ink
Into the nearest drink.

A Caricature

Daily Dose

From Evolution, by Eileen Myles

purple clouds
my doubts
cream, my
purple mountains
my friends
buzzards circling
my hopes
birds singing
jagged singing
my indecision
wrecked skinny
my past
I send home
my indiscretion
my reading
my appetite
my appetite
red striped sky
my confusion
bright yellow
grey sky
my ardor
car lights
my commo
my wishes
stop sign
my fear
family dollar
family dollar
court house
my opinion
black cloud
white sky
black cloud
white sky
blinking signals
my intentions
black mountains
too many
skipping white
my attention
a young cowboy
first saw
the lights
a young cowboy
first saw the
the horns
on your van
my defensive
that ole train
my dreams
that ole train
-- Eileen Myles

Monday, September 17, 2018

A Caricature

Daily Dose

From Goodbye to All That, by Robert Graves


" That my father is a poet, saved me from any false reverence for poets."

From Chapter One

Sunday, September 16, 2018

Clerihew for the Dean's December


Saul Bellow
Did not mellow.
Time could not dim
The dislikes of him.

A Caricature

Daily Dose

From Sapiens: A Brief History of Humankind, by Yuval Noah Harari


"Sex is child's play; but gender is serious business."

From Chapter 8, There Is No Justice in History, Sex and Gender

Saturday, September 15, 2018

A Caricature

Daily Dose

From If I Were a Suicide Bomber, by Per Aage Brandt, translated by Thom Satterlee


"What do I say, what do I do, what
do I mean, I seldom mean anthing
in the world, and when someone
sings salva me, I wonder to myself,
why are you asking the mighty forces
to fish just you out of this soup"

From Poesi, 2010 / Poetry, 2010

Friday, September 14, 2018

Fresh Slops Daily

“Never wrestle with pigs. You both get dirty and the pig likes it.” 
― George Bernard Shaw

Clerihew for the Sharp Point of the Prick


The pervasive gloom
Of Harold Bloom
Presumably is mitigated
By the bores he's ventilated.

A Caricature

Daily Dose

From The Sarah Book, by Scott McClanahan


"If I knew things would have turned out like this I would have been different.  If I knew things would have turned out like this, I would have been nicer."

From page 185

Thursday, September 13, 2018

Clerihew for a Japanese Christan


If Heaven exists,
Somewhere on the lists
Shusaku Endo
Should ascend-o.

A Caricature

Daily Dose

From The Sarah Book, by Scott McClanahan


“I shouted at her and then she shouted at me.  And then I shouted at her and she shouted at me and then we shouted together.  And then we shouted in other rooms.”

From page 34