. . . from Geoffrey Chaucer, who, as with so many other things, is often credited with starting it all. It's a post which has gone before, but a sentiment which--to my mind--never goes out of date. Those who are less inclined to find themselves drowning in sentimentality, and more inclined to wreak vengeance on… Continue reading Happy Seynt Valentyn’s Day!
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Happy Seynt Valentyn’s Day!
. . . from Geoffrey Chaucer, who, as with so many other things, is often credited with starting it all. It's a post which has largely gone before, but a sentiment which--to my mind--never goes out of date: Chaucer's dream vision poem, The Parliament of Fowls, was written about 1380 and begins with the narrator… Continue reading Happy Seynt Valentyn’s Day!
Happy Seynt Valentyn’s Day!
. . . from Geoffrey Chaucer, who, as with so many other things, is often credited with starting it all. His dream vision poem, The Parliament of Fowls, was written about 1380 and begins with the narrator (who seems not to know how to love, has perhaps never been in love, and will very likely never… Continue reading Happy Seynt Valentyn’s Day!
Cry Me a Cockroach: Valentine’s Day, 2024
An update to what's becoming a RWKJ Valentine's Day tradition: ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ Ahhh, “Meerkat Love.” Remember that hoary old song from the mid-1970s by that odd duo, Captain and Tennille? Yeah, I’m sorry to say that I remember it too. (A note to the unwary: I know that’s not the actual title of the song, but close… Continue reading Cry Me a Cockroach: Valentine’s Day, 2024
“Cry Me a Cockroach,” 2023
An update to what's becoming a RightWingKnitJob Valentine's Day tradition: ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ Ahhh, “Meerkat Love.” Remember that hoary old song from the mid-1970s by that odd duo, Captain and Tennille? Yeah, I’m sorry to say that I remember it too. (A note to the unwary: I know that’s not the actual title of the song, but close… Continue reading “Cry Me a Cockroach,” 2023
Cry Me a Cockroach: A Valentine’s Day Gift For Closure
Well, here we are. Closing in on Valentine's Day 2022, A day which has--for me--much to recommend it. And many other things as well. For starters, forty years ago (1982, and so on): I'd finished up my tenure as a teaching assistant in the Masters of English Literature program at Duquesne University in Pittsburgh PA. … Continue reading Cry Me a Cockroach: A Valentine’s Day Gift For Closure