Sunday, April 11, 2010

spotless every Sunday

My poem "The Man from Sound Effects" is up today at Pure Francis. This journal publishes a new piece every Sunday, which is the end of the week on the European wall calendar, but on American calendars always appears at the beginning of the week. Why is this? This often screws things up at my house.


In unrelated news, today is the 65th anniversary of the liberation of the Buchenwald concentration camp. I visited there last Sunday, and it was an enormous experience. Visitors to Germany find it much easier to visit Dachau since it's close to Munich, but Dachau isn't half as well presented as Buchenwald, in my humble.


Kathleen said...

Thank you for this, as always. The poem amazed me, left me smiling hugely.

And I have a European calendar of the carry-around size, an American one on the kitchen/garage door for the family events...and it gets confusing indeed.

Kass said...

Greatness in this gobbet! Love it.

The beginning or the end of a week? It's all so relative until they mix it up in print.

Barry Napier said...

An amazing poem! Abstract and sort of beautiful at the same time. I'm certainly glad I stumbled upon your blog.

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