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HAPPY NEW YEAR!

I’ve never made much of the changing of a number—the new year begins in September for me. First I was a student and of course that meant school beginning in September. San Jose Symphony (RIP) always began the new season in September. So does Opera San José. Then I had kids and of course that meant getting them to school. And now that I’ve been teaching again at SCU and UCSC September has been even more strongly reinforced as the start of the new year, as far as I’m concerned.

So mostly I just have to remember to date things 2006 now. It’s a challenge, but I think I’m up for it.

Someone landed at my other site because he or she did a search on the authors among us. I was curious how that got the person to my site so I googled as well. Ah-hah! It’s a goofy poem I wrote. I’ll post it here, just so you can see what the heck I was writing!

Poets & Authors

The poets among us are so far from sane
and the time that they take for one word is a shame.
They fret and they ponder, they weep and they whine
for what might become one poor iambic line.
The authors among us are better perhaps;
they dump fifteen pages at once in our laps.

But still when a poet goes through authors’ words
they nix the majority, seeing absurd
or unneeded the adjectives weighing ten tons,
so maybe the poets are truly the ones
I’ll take as my friends; they are few I am told,
but the worth of one poet’s word surely is gold.

I had entirely forgotten about this poem I wrote! Now I’m thinking I should write another … maybe about being an oboe player compared to being a flute player, say.

Hmmm.

Time will tell …. 🙂
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