If you're not, you know, they probably won't mind, but it's more like being alive

[sovay]

spatch said I should record my reaction to this watermelon-lime-flavored alkaline water: "It tastes like something awful happened to a martini on the way to the forum." Before I crash at the end of this day, have some links.

1. March 26th has been declared Leonard Nimoy Day in Boston. I wish we could walk to the West End.

2. On preserving the maritime vernacular of the west coast of Ireland: "To Speak of the Sea in Irish." Hounds of the storm. White flowers on the fisherman's garden. The question for the ghost.

3. A poem I missed until now: Jackson Jesse Nash, "Call Me Boy on Saturdays."

Comments

[ashlyme]

"It tastes like something awful happened to a martini on the way to the forum" both makes me laugh and want to never taste a glass of this stuff.

Thanks so much for sharing the article on Irish sea-words. It's heart-breaking but gives some hope too. A personal favourite is "caibleadh (distant spirit voices drifting in over the waves)" - I hope they don't mind if I apply it to the sea of the untuned radio, the inbetween stations. The question for the ghost sounds very familiar to me; I wonder if I've read about it before, or it's a riddle found in other cultures. It is a very *you* phrase.

The Nash poem is pure joy. Thanks for that too!

[sovay]

"It tastes like something awful happened to a martini on the way to the forum" both makes me laugh and want to never taste a glass of this stuff.

It avoided being actively appalling by virtue of being incredibly confusing, but I wouldn't call that a recommendation, really.

I hope they don't mind if I apply it to the sea of the untuned radio, the inbetween stations.

I like that a lot. Also, poem.

The question for the ghost sounds very familiar to me; I wonder if I've read about it before, or it's a riddle found in other cultures. It is a very *you* phrase.

Thank you. It struck me as familiar, too, but I couldn't place it to a book. I'm wondering if it's something I encountered as a child, when I read a lot of folklore in books I have no idea how to find again outside of two libraries that don't exist anymore and one that's been heavily reorganized.

The Nash poem is pure joy. Thanks for that too!

You're welcome! I loved it.

[ashlyme]

*I like that a lot. Also, poem.*

You're on!

*It struck me as familiar, too, but I couldn't place it to a book.*

I actually thought I'd met it before in a poem or story by you!

[sovay]

You're on!

Yes!

I actually thought I'd met it before in a poem or story by you!

I wrote a poem called "The Color of the Ghost": it's the ghost poem for Wittgenstein. Maybe I should write "The Question for the Ghost."

[ashlyme]

* Maybe I should write "The Question for the Ghost."*

Please do!

[oracne]

Leonard Nimoy totally deserves a day!!! I haven't watched Adam Nimoy's documentary on Netflix yet...maybe that would be a good observance.

[sovay]

I haven't watched Adam Nimoy's documentary on Netflix yet...maybe that would be a good observance.

I like that idea! I haven't, either.

[davidgillon]

"It tastes like something awful happened to a martini on the way to the forum."

I had a similar experience with a bottle of cucumber water ;)

[sovay]

I had a similar experience with a bottle of cucumber water

Cucumber water is the devil! I drank some by accident once and was sad.

(I like cucumbers qua cucumbers just fine. It's a cold, flat, green flavor, but I usually eat cucumbers in cold, flat, green slices, so it's not a problem. I have no affinity for cucumber flavor otherwise. Pickles are completely different.)

[davidgillon]

Sad is a good description! Like you I'm perfectly happy with cucumbers as slices, or chopped up in a salad like the one I had earlier, but the cucumber water was a waste of a good cucumber. I'd bought the bottle to drink on a train journey and wasn't happy - though fortunately it was just the 40 min leg from London to home, not the all day trip down from my folks.