Saturday, November 13, 2010

A Note On Vignettes From The Chinese In Montana

Well, we begin with a beheading befitting cinematic treatment and go on to some rather mortal musings on grasshoppers and trains - We have a lone woman at the bar, Graceful by name, and some literary allusions to Pliny and Hart Crane. Interesting enough in this latter day of Walmart and Hobby Lobby, of Target and Idiocracy, where it is common enough to be sure that the lowliest placed employee toiling in these Chinese Import Palaces sees the import in the otherwise startling question: "Have we lost our heads to China?" that these fragments should surface from all over the globe-They have come to you from Sweden, India, San Francisco, Eagle Point Oregon, and Algodones, New Mexico where many a page had been lost to the drifting snow-buried cornfields, many scattered through the Sangre de Cristo range, and some coming our way from Cupertino, headquarters of Apple. Startling what one might find when one has the gumption to take up the best advice ever offered mortals on this planet, to wit-
"Gather Up The Fragments That Remain That Nothing May Be Lost"
Tell me what you think of my Vignettes (previous post) - Wayne

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