Category Archives: Anthology

My collected writings and those of family members.

This Is Stag Country

Posted on April 23, 2018 by JMN

Fay Dawne Burmeister was valedictorian the year Boog Jeeters got his lacerated kidney in the game against Horne. When Boog was born, Lonnie wanted to call him Booger. Can you feature that? Booger Jeeters. Reba wouldn’t have it, said no … Continue reading →

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Social Math — UK

Posted on April 23, 2018 by JMN

Sir Alistair Chichester is in the habit of quaffing two pints of bitter at The Thane of Thoth every afternoon from 3 to 4 p.m., excepting Sundays. Each pint costs a quid tuppence. (Sir Alistair, of course, is indifferent to … Continue reading →

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Written in the 70s — Mistery

Posted on April 22, 2018 by JMN

mistery … (Eliot) “In the figure of the monster from outer space, the freakish, the ugly and the predatory all converge — and provide a fantasy target for righteous bellicosity to discharge itself, and for the aesthetic enjoyment of suffering … Continue reading →

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From Memory

Posted on April 22, 2018 by JMN

“Dover Beach,” poem by Matthew Arnold, https://www.poetryfoundation.org Penned by a Victorian on his honeymoon! This is hardly a celebratory poem, but I get from it what the French call a “morne plaisir,” a gloomy satisfaction. Its somber music moves me, … Continue reading →

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This Is Stag Country

Posted on April 22, 2018 by JMN

Carlis McElroy was captain of our Lady Stags softball team her senior year. She had to stop pitching when she injured her rotator cuff. Bobbi Gail thinks that’s when she got pregnant with Mardel Spelvin. Mardel’s taking classes in Kinesiology … Continue reading →

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Social Math — UK

Posted on April 22, 2018 by JMN

Eighteen minutes into Giles’s and Trevor’s trip for high tea with Felicity and Nigella at the Chancery Buttery near Vauxhall Mews, a lorry blocks their way for seven minutes in order to unload its bangers and kidneys at the Fox … Continue reading →

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Didactic Doggerel

Posted on April 21, 2018 by JMN

The Little Comet That Could Note: “Kreutz” is pronounced “Kroits.” Lovejoy, a Kreutz sungrazer, has just done A death-defying feat, and kissed the Sun. Stargazers shook their heads: “He won’t make it!” Lovejoy said to himself: “I can take it!” … Continue reading →

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Written in the 70s — Maned Exeter

Posted on April 21, 2018 by JMN

MANED EXETER (Sontag, 219) Maned Exeter, beleaguered metalunan victor or the victim. The success of such spectacles indicates that most people identify with the victor; they are immortal. I identify with the victim. Screen violence is horrible because I am … Continue reading →

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Written in the 70s — Sontag: There are

Posted on April 21, 2018 by JMN

Sontag: “There are spiritual resources beyond effort, which appear only when effort is stilled.” Porno: passivity; easy [lack of] gratification. Sexual excitement accentuates vitality; an end in itself. One does not know, and it is an agony, whether to fill … Continue reading →

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From Memory

Posted on April 20, 2018 by JMN

“Dirge Without Music,” poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay https://www.poetryfoundation.org I’m attracted to the elegiac mode. This poem is formal, but with half-rhyming that doesn’t chime: “crowned” with “resigned,” for example. The speaker quarrels with how we handle death.

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