Sunday, September 25, 2016

Bourgeois Sentimentality - poem

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Bourgeois Sentimentality A beagle puppy napping on the hearth The morning offering whispered at dawn Young lovers flirting on a garden ...
Wednesday, September 21, 2016

To Incorporate Institutional Effectiveness into Our Everyday Language - poem

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To Incorporate Institutional Effectiveness into Our Everyday Language )/)/)/ is updating our assessment plan for Instructional u...
Sunday, September 18, 2016

The Stagecoach That Robbed Its Passengers - Column, 9.19.16

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Mack Hall, HSG Mhall46184@aol.com The Stagecoach That Robbed Its Passengers A common commercial reference in western movies is the s...

Let's go to the Pub and get Bombed - poem

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Let’s go to the Pub and get Bombed New York, 17 September 2016 Twenty-nine wounded, but nothing to fear - The mayor assures us there’s no...
Friday, September 16, 2016

Oh, Possum! - poem

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Oh, Possum! or Marsupials in the Mist or Didelphimorphia Park Well, there you are, snarling behind the mesh Of a steel human...
Sunday, September 11, 2016

Not Standing up to Honor a Bucket of Pokemons - column, 11 September 2016

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Not Standing up to Honor a Bucket of Pokemons Not standing up for the flag has become the latest look-a...
Saturday, September 10, 2016

Ode to Barnes & Noble - two poems

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Ode to Barnes & Noble Patrick Leigh Fermor never roamed these aisles Sir John Betjeman never rhy...

The Moon Would Be Alone - poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com The Moon Would Be Alone The moon veils her presence with mist and damp Mortals are not wanted in att...
Wednesday, September 7, 2016

The Kettle Calling the Pot Chartreuse - poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com The Kettle Calling the Pot Chartreuse It was only the ice of the tipberg When the upset was applecart...
Tuesday, September 6, 2016

Papa Ben - poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Papa Ben In that old man, that frail old man, the power Of God is manifest in gentle love His whisper...
Monday, September 5, 2016

War Chariots at Dawn (and a Three-Hole Paper Punch) - poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com War Chariots at Dawn (and a Three-Hole Paper Punch) A friend was given a dream in which there was: ...
Sunday, September 4, 2016

Zavalla, Texas - poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.co Zavalla, Texas In Zavalla, Texas, an old café Beside the two-lane blacktop through the pines Eve...

Leafy Labor Day and Summer's Last Dragon - poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com      Leafy Labor Day and Summer’s Last Dragon In a happier world, children this day, Barefoot childre...
Thursday, September 1, 2016

There are no Millenials - column, 1 September 2016

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com There are no Millennials After the Second World War the surviving soldiers, sailors, airmen, Coas...
Wednesday, August 31, 2016

Thick and Thin Malarial Smears - poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Thick and Thin Malarial Smears An eye, a brain, a journey deep down a lens Examining the secrets...
Tuesday, August 30, 2016

Disaster Preparedness Checklist - poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Disaster Preparedness Checklist Double-A batteries, a map out of town A tank full of gas, a mind...
Sunday, August 28, 2016

A Man Could Stand Up - column, 8.28.16

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com A Man Could Stand Up “A man could stand up.” -Ford Madox Ford Long ago and far away there was ...
Friday, August 26, 2016

Examining Room - poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Examining Room “The nurse will be with you presently, sir.” And you are left alone in a fluoresc...
Tuesday, August 23, 2016

"Roganville! Roganville! Don't Forget Your Shoes and Grapes!" - poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com The conductor calls out: “Roganville! Roganville! Don’t Forget Your Shoes and Grapes!” The Do...
Sunday, August 21, 2016

Church Ladies and Chariots - column, 21 August 2016

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Mack Hall, HSG Mhall46184@aol.com Church Ladies and Chariots “School is just around the corner.” No it’s not; it’s a few miles down the...