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[6-16-2009 Update Insert: Most of what is in this space is now moot. I found out what I was doing wrong and have reinstated Archives and Labels searches. They do work. However, in certain cases you may prefer Labels to Archives. Example: 1976 Today begins in November of 2006 and concludes in December of 2006, but there are other related posts in other months. Note: Labels only shows 20 posts at a time. There are 21 hubs, making 21 (which is for 1976 Today) an older hub.] ********************************* to my online poems and song lyrics using Archives. Use hubs for finding archival locations but do not link through them. Originally an AOL Journal, where the archive system was nothing like the system here, this blog was migrated from there to here in October of 2008. Today (Memorial/Veteran's Day, May 25, 2009) I discovered a glitch when trying to use a Blogger archive. Now, it may be template-related, but I am unable to return to S M or to the dashboard once I am in the Archives. Therefore, I've decided on this approach: a month-by-month post guide. The sw you see in the codes here stood for Salchert's Weblog when I began it in November of 2006. It later became Sprintedon Hollow. AOL provided what were called entry numbers, but they weren't consistent, and they didn't begin at the first cardinal number. That is why the numbers after "sw" came to be part of a post's code. ************** Here then is the month-by-month post guide: *2006* November: 00001 through 00046 - December: 00047 through 00056 -- *2007* January: 00057 through 00137 - February: 00138 through 00241 - March: 00242 through 00295 - April: 00296 through 00356 - May: 00357 through 00437 - June: 00438 through 00527 - July: 00528 though 00550 - August: 00551 through 00610 - September: 00611 through 00625 - October: 00626 through 00657 - November: 00658 through 00729 - December: 00730 through 00762 -- *2008* January: 00763 through 00791 - February: 00792 through 00826 - March: 00827 through 00849 - April: 00850 through 00872 - May: 00873 through 00907 - June: 00908 through 00931 - July: 00932 through 00955 - August: 00956 through 00993 - September 00994 through 01005 - October: 01006 through 01007 - November: 01008 through 01011 - December: 01012 through 01014 -- *2009* January: 01015 through 01021 - February: 01022 through 01028 - March: 01029 through 01033 - April: 01034 through 01036 - May: 01037 through 01044 - ******************************************************* 1976 Today: 2006/11 and 2006/12 -- Rooted Sky 2007: 2007/01/00063rsc -- Postures 2007: 2007/01/sw00137pc -- Sets: 2007/02/sw00215sgc -- Venturings: 2007/03/00216vc -- The Undulant Trees: 2007/03/00266utc -- This Day's Poem: 2007/03/00267tdpc -- Autobio: 2007/04/sw00316ac -- Fond du Lac: 2007/04/00339fdl -- Justan Tamarind: 2007/05/sw00366jtc -- Prayers in December: 2007/05/sw00393pindc -- June 2007: 2007/06/sw00440junec -- Seminary: 2007/07/sw00533semc -- Scatterings: 2008/08/00958sc ** Song Lyrics: 2008/02/sw00797slc ********** 2009-06-02: Have set S M to show 200 posts per page. Unfortunately, you will need to scroll to nearly the bottom of a page to get to the next older/newer page.

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Saturday, April 7, 2007

sw00303a-holy.saturday

Autobio OT = Old Testament NT = New Testament - Today is Holy Saturday, or Absent Day, or Tomb Day, or Mourning Day, which together oddly, yet perhaps appropriately, acronym to ATM, which in turn makes me think: atonement. An old poem of mine--I do not recall when I first penned it--reveals an OT/NT God I speak of as "Rune". Its style is neo-Romantic. Given the temper of these times on planet Earth, I feel today is a good day for it to reappear. I was a church-going Roman Catholic then, but now, as I say in my recently revised "January: Year-day 2" sonnet : I am a roamin' Cath'lic. - Depending upon circumstances, this status may change. - -

"Words from the Rune" I have it yet upon the stinking marigold, The glory of an angered eye; And where the flesh-path brushes past a naked thorn, The straightened will of Zion cold; And in my spear-infested waters Which tear at trunks of towered sky, The power of a thousand slaughters, The pleasure of eternal scorn. I send this still among man's dying villages, The chalice filled with living Blood; And through his fields of darkened wheat, The Bread that harries pillages; And under concrete mountains formed with rods Where shadows stab each other in the flood, The words which massacre his brazen gods; The collared-man to wash his feet. I take them yet out from the human slime, Those worthy figs I had no need to curse; And, oh, those star-surpassing objects devils burn, Holied tools to cross the spread of time; And all above their dry and chaffy earth Which are the hopes both good and bad disperse, I crush on streets the thistle's mirth; I build a chapel for the fern.

--------- [ "Words from the Rune" first appeared in First Pick, a rare out-of-print book, Copyright 1982 by Alden St. Cloud Thinking Lizard Austin, Texas 78741 ]

- Brian A. J. Salchert

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