In honor of the upcoming (now current) Saint Patrick's Day, I played Denis Leary's "We Have No Heads" for my brother, and made hamentashn. That about covers my cultural inheritance.
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greythistle has alerted me to a very complimentary review of Mythic Delirium #13 at SF Site. I have no genetic ties to classical Greece at all, but my poem "Not the Song of Briseis" was favorably noted. Considering that I wrote that poem on a train and it occupies something of the same wait-a-minute-that's mine? space as "When You Came to Troy," I am especially pleased.
I do not want even to contemplate the number of hamentashn I have just eaten. I think I'll go to bed instead.
greythistle has alerted me to a very complimentary review of Mythic Delirium #13 at SF Site. I have no genetic ties to classical Greece at all, but my poem "Not the Song of Briseis" was favorably noted. Considering that I wrote that poem on a train and it occupies something of the same wait-a-minute-that's mine? space as "When You Came to Troy," I am especially pleased. I do not want even to contemplate the number of hamentashn I have just eaten. I think I'll go to bed instead.
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