Magpie’s Shiny Things
Once upon a time Magpie’s Shiny Things was a blog devoted to the results of digging the shiny things out the pile of excelsior that is the internet.
The original of each day’s collection was first published on an exclusive mailing list devoted to the fine art of motorcycle riding in the rain. Well, occasionally about motorcycle riding. Mostly it’s about whatever shiny thing is haunting one of the readers and food. Morning Linkage was my weekday contribution to the clutter.
Linkage went silent in 2012. But the shiny things continue to fall out of my brain to land here.
The Magpie and her best buddy Dave live outside of Duvall, which is an exurb of Seattle.
They have a little farm which they share with a motorcycle riding bear, several stupid sheep, and a lot of things that live in the woods.
You can send me mail at magpie (at-thingy) blackdogandmagpie (dot-thingy) net. I’ll read it just as soon as I — oh, look shiny…
I believe in the image, the line, the stanza, the iambic foot, the perfect word. Assonance, slant rhymes, that the formal forms still have a place in modern poetry. I believe that Shakespeare wrote the plays. I believe in a constitutional amendment outlawing poetry about poetry and the use of the word “suffuse.” I believe in revision, interlinear translations, publishing in print — not on-line, and I believe in long, slow, deep, wet poems that last three days.
(after Ron Shelton)