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An artist-go-lucky go-lightly, a solitary love, a native San Franciscan, a eupraxsophist, yea pacifist, and a fraternal twin to boot am I.

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Saturday, April 25, 2026

What's in a...

 ...HEY!

    While working on the previous post, I noticed something that had slipped my prior attention - mainly because I was not thinking that very hard about it. 

    In addition to my middle name Antares (the rival of Ares, id est, Mars) spelling "ant arse" with the switching of two letters, something I long knew. It can also spell "ant ears". And if I kept going, then I'd could also get phrases like "tan ears" and "tan arse", "ran east", "sane rat", "sane art", "sane tar", "sea rant",  "sat near", "are ants", "Rats Ena", "Ena star", "Ena arts", "Ena tars", "seat ran", "eats ran", "teas ran", "tears an", "stare an", "rates an", "snare at", "rate san", so on and so forth.

Ant, Ares, arse, ears, tan...

    Now that I've taken the time to notice, here are even other words embedded within like "eat", "era", "Etna", "Nate', "neat","net", "nets", "rate", "rates", rent', "rents", "rest", "Santa", "Sara", "sent", "sear', "seat", "snare", "Stan", "star", "stare", "stern", "tares",  "tase", "taser", "tea", "tears", "ten", "tern", "terns",  but which can make little or no use of the remaining letters to form a meaningful or coherent phrase.

     Okay... 

    So now that I have duly noted the presence of the word plays and smaller words possible, I can move on.  (I'm sure my obsessive-compulsive disorder hasn't exhausted them all - Stop that, OCD!)*

 

;-) 

 

-FIN- 


*I’m kidding about the OCD. I only have a touch of compulsive behavior; just a smidgen. Nothing full blown.




Friday, April 24, 2026

'Phantom Faith' Revisited

    Going over my earliest blog entries, there are a few poems in need of revision. Some, I have already tackled, but here is one from 2011-09-27 I have not, entitled 'Phantom Faith'. I was never really quite satisfied with the final two lines: "And thus is as God, Alike in aspect." That first part always felt clunky and clumsy. Here is my revision, "God. 'To the letter,' the wind interjects." which is closer to the meaning and mark, even if does add a sibilant to the very end..

Background: Cathedral of Christ, the Light in Oakland, CA taken 2010-12-29, by antaresrichard
 

-FIN-






Saturday, April 18, 2026

Something Shared (backdated)

    This date on this Blogger post is obviously backdated as I'm actually uploading it to the site on the 22nd of April, 2026 

    To borrow from my April 20th Facebook post:with some minor forty eight hour alteration to number of elapsed days from two to four:

    I would have posted this [four] days ago on the occasion of my cousin and my sister's birthday, the 18th of April, but my other sister, my twin who snapped this image, had yet to upload it.
 
    Happy Birthday to Liz and Yvette, both! 
 
    Photo credit: Georgene
 
Elizabeth Aguilar and Yvette Klemm, nee Cano and Sanchez, respectively. 

    This year Yvette and "Cookie"* decided to celebrate their shared birthday together, (and for the first time I believe) so a group of us relatives gathered at Celia's Mexican Restaurant in Menlo Park, CA to mark the occasion!

Celia's Mexican Restaurant y Cantina

    Later in the day we reassembled at Cookie's place to continue the festivities. Featured in the video below and reading from left to right are Sam Cano, Cookie's brother; Georgene Randall, my twin sister; Cookie, Francisco "Paco" Aguilar, Cookie's husband; and Yvette Klemm, my other sis. I am, of course behind the lens. I deliberately elected to remain silent as my proximity to the mobile device would have caused my singing to drown out all the others. Besides, I have a rotten voice. ;-)

     Click on the 'Play' button as the short clip starts from black end fades to black. 


     We next enjoyed cake then retired to the living room where the birthday girls opened their many gifts.

Birthday girls Cookie and Yvette with Sammy in the background.

     A fun time was had by one and all, and we all promised each other to meet more often.

    -FIN- 

 

*"Cookie" is the Cano family nickname given to Liz as a child  

 

Wednesday, April 15, 2026

Amazingly,

    Amazingly, of the few bits of “woetry” I have penned over the last forty seven or so years, this treasure from 1988 I utterly failed to include in my eighteen years of blogging. It’s true, I have many lesser poems, which I have all but forgotten and remain to be recovered, but this was not one of them. I just assumed it was already posted. Boy, was I ever surprised to find the entry entirely missing instead! Completely overlooked! The whole damn time! With me, all along, taking for granted the opposite was true!

    I have yet to give it a title even, but long overdue, here it is in its final form.

 

The “yes” graphic above, is from the official music video of  Donald Fagen’s ‘New Frontier’ (1982).


 

                “We’re we to kiss,

                T’would not be once,

                But a thousand times,

                Or never.

                Each kiss,

                One thousandth of that breadth,

                Suffice to span,

                Forever.”



                -antaresrichard-