R.L. Swihart's Blog, page 101
July 17, 2020
Old Willow Tree
Old willow tree at the end of the road. Used to be three or four of them.
Read poetry. Buy the book. Woodhenge by R L Swihart.
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Read poetry. Buy the book. Woodhenge by R L Swihart.
@rl_swihart @amazon
July 14, 2020
July 9, 2020
R L Swihart's Woodhenge is Still Available @ Amazon.com (Can't Beat the Prices!!!)
If you missed the freebie (Kindle eBook was free July 4 to 8), you can still get some great poetry for "pocket change": the Kindle eBook is just $2.99 and the paperback is $5.99. Visit Amazon and check out the "Look Inside."
Click on the cover image below, which will take you to my Author's Page.
Best,
R L Swihart
July 8, 2020
Last Gasp of Acres of Books
Last day to get the free Kindle eBook from AmazonWoodhenge by R L Swihart
July 7, 2020
LOVE IS THE ANSWER
Walked in Downtown Long Beach again this morning. Love is the answer. Or at least part of the ingredients. Buy the book: Woodhenge. It has the rest of the recipe. Last day for the Kindle eBook freebie is tomorrow: July 8. After that the eBook skyrockets to $2.99. You'll have to dig deep for the paperback: $5.99. @Amazon @rl_swihart #woodhenge #love #poetry
Best,
R L Swihart
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Finished Frisch's "Stiller": Last of the "Clips"
It was during this period of solitude that he kept ringing me up in the evening. His calls were often a nuisance, coming just when we had company. As a rule Stiller had been drinking; he began talking about Kierkegaard and pretended to be in urgent need of elucidation from me. He made these calls from a tavern—his own telephone had been cut off because he hadn't paid the bill. I was never an expert on Kierkegaard; I sent him the book following a conversation about melancholy as a symptom of the aesthetic attitude to life. When he rang me I hadn't got the book handy, and nor had Stiller. Above all, it was obvious that he had scarcely read Kierkegaard yet, so there must have been something else on his mind. He used to hang on for a quarter of an hour or more, half an hour sometimes, probably just to listen to a voice. In the background I could hear sounds from the tavern, the clink of glasses being rinsed, the clank of a pin-table. I could scarcely make out what he was saying. He must often have thought me a miserly skinflint and cursed me in his heart. I knew his economic position and tried to bring these expensive conversations to an end. I probably wasn't sufficiently capable of putting myself in his place. His jokes did not deceive me as to the degree of his loneliness, his longing for a friend. It was precisely because I was so clearly aware of this that I felt so helpless.
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What does man do with the days of his life? I was scarcely aware of the question, it just irritated me. How could Stiller bear to face this question unprotected by affairs of social or professional importance, without any defences? He sat on the weather-worn balustrade, one knee drawn up and his hands clasped round it; when I looked at him I could not imagine how he could bear this existence, how any man can bear his existence once he has learnt from his experiences and is consequently free from vain expectations...
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Unfortunately the obtrusive hotel up at Caux was again visible from here, and Stiller couldn't help launching out on the subject once more. His standpoint: 'They work miracles up there, no doubt about it, they produce Christianity not with the poor, but with the rich, where it apparently pays better, and they really manage to fix it so that one of those bandits, after he's collected sufficient swag, repents and spends two, three, four, or nine million for the peace of his soul, or at least so that a better ideology can quickly be opposed to Communism; he only keeps one single million for himself so that he shan't be a burden to the community in his old age. I can't stand that sort of Christianity. Seven millions are better than nothing, they say, and it's all given back in such a voluntary and human way, you know, so that the workers of the world, if they have any tact at all, can never take action against a bandit, for the possibility that one of these capitalist bandits may suddenly repent and improve the world from the centre outwards has been proved once and for all in that hotel up there—so please, if you want a better world, no revolutions please!'
July 5, 2020
Two Selections from R L Swihart's New Poetry Book @ Amazon: Woodhenge
From Old Poems:
WOODHENGE
Boys amid timothy. All morning shovels bite
the turf to form a rough circle of a ditch
Instead of greywethers wood scraps are dragged
to the fence between yard and field
A dead crow, five fake arrowheads and a jackknife
find new life in a shallow grave
The departing sun slants through
a makeshift door
From New Poems:
LIMERICK
Last breakfast: at the door of the orange cow. Caps and scones
She argued against the young man behind the counter, I donned wig
and gown and devilled to commute his sentence
Four swans along the old wall (Strand side), heads drowning for food;
nest-suggesting strokes of green
On the other side (above high water), Emer's monster line:
IT WILL RISE WITH THE MOON
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Colorado Lagoon @ Night (7.4.20)
Very quite around the lagoon. And beautiful. The action (bombs bursting in air) seemed to be more in the distance, occasionally a colorful flower appearing over houses or trees.
July 3, 2020
R L Swihart's "Woodhenge" is Now Available at Amazon.com -- Both Paperback and Kindle EBook!!!
Woodhenge by R L Swihart -- both paperback and Kindle eBook are available now at Amazon.
THE EBOOK IS FREE JULY 4 TO 8!!!
Description:Contemporary Poetry. Old and New Work by R L Swihart. This book should be banned. Burned. OK, OK, but read it first: cover to cover: all one hundred poems. We too easily confuse "talking about things" with "things" (a sniff of a riff on Gödel) and this poetry will never let you forget it.
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R L Swihart's Woodhenge
July 1, 2020
R L Swihart's "Woodhenge" is Now Available at Kindle [7.1.20]
My new book of poems -- Woodhenge -- is now available at Amazon. Currently it is only available as a Kindle eBook. The paperback version will soon follow. Click on the image below to go to Amazon and check it out. (Promotion Special: The Kindle eBook will be available free July 4 to July 8.)
Woodhenge by R L Swihart
