Sorry to hear it.
It almost never rains in San Diego, and the air
is heavily polluted, which means there's always a
residue of oil on the roads, which becomes a
slick whenever it does rain. When that happens
there are invariably multicar pileups, lots of
skidding-out, etc., but nobody slows down. I
asked a local why. His answer: when the roads are
slippery he drives faster, because the highway is
dangerous and he wants to get home sooner.
Duh.
>It's not just experience
>
>L
>
>On Wed, December 1, 2010 17:21, Mark Weiss wrote:
> > Carlos is snowed in in Glasgow, having a great time but teeth chattering.
> >
> >
> > A couple of winters ago I was in Scotland when a
> > snowstorm hit. All the roads in the north of England and northwards were
> > essentially at a standstill. The biggest problem was that Brits have little
> > experience driving in snow, and they don't have the proper tires for
> > winter weather. So people were skidding out all over the place
> > and blocking the roads. Given that these extremes are likely to continue or
> > worsen, it's time the whole country got snowtires.
> >
> > At 11:39 AM 12/1/2010, you wrote:
> >
> >> Lawrence One of my great grandfathers used to have a horse and cab at
> >> East
> >> Croydon -you didn't see his ghost around??
> >> Took my son six hours to get home six miles last night (and he was
> >> trying!!) Cheers P
> >> Ps hope you enjoyed your Diarrhoea Trains perhaps the 'Vacuum help'
> >> would come in handy
> >>
> >> -----Original Message-----
> >> From: Poetryetc: poetry and poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On
> >> Behalf Of Lawrence Upton
> >> Sent: 01 December 2010 16:22
> >> To: [log in to unmask]
> >> Subject: Re: snap: spring to summer
> >>
> >>
> >> snowed in in Orpington?
> >>
> >> I was on West Croydon station this morning - a scene of arctic
> >> desolation; so I went upstairs and out into the street - relatively
> >> warm, snow cleared, trams moving
> >>
> >> I went over to East Croydon and was on a train within minutes. Nothing
> >> had moved at WC for 40 mins
> >>
> >> It was difficult to get home last night but not because of being snowed
> >> in - rather people who love cars had thrown all the snow and ice on the
> >> road on to the pavements
> >>
> >> and everyone is buying up groceries in case the shops run out, thereby
> >> running the shops out
> >>
> >> The Vacuum help us if there is ever a real civil emergency here
> >>
> >>
> >> Diarrhoea Trains must have read the weather forecast as we all did; but
> >> the snow seems to have come as surprise
> >>
> >> L
> >>
> >>
> >>
> >>
> >> On Wed, December 1, 2010 16:03, Patrick McManus wrote:
> >>
> >>> Max We could do with a bit of sun here! And my son in orpington is
> >>> snowed in!freezing all day P
> >>> frrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
> >>> rrrrr rr rrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
> >>>
> >>> -----Original Message-----
> >>> From: Poetryetc: poetry and poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]]
> >>> On
> >>> Behalf Of Max Richards
> >>> Sent: 30 November 2010 22:57
> >>> To: [log in to unmask]
> >>> Subject: snap: spring to summer
> >>>
> >>>
> >>>
> >>> Spring to Summer
> >>>
> >>>
> >>>
> >>>
> >>> Shouldering through long grasses
> >>> my dog sends up clouds of pollen
> >>>
> >>> light and bright under morning sun - returns dew-sprinkled
> >>>
> >>> from muzzle to tail shivery - to me, nostril-twitching hayfevery.
> >>>
> >>> Cicadas! as noonday warms
> >>> their trees, the raucous chorus begins,
> >>>
> >>> invisible cicada-swarms' new concert season -
> >>>
> >>> stilled by night, when mosquitoes home in
> >>>
> >>> with sleep-denying hum.
> >>>
> >>>
> >>> Max Richards in Melbourne
> >>> 1 December 2010
> >>>
> >>>
> >>>
> >>>
> >>>
> >>
> >>
> >> --
> >> Three poems in Volume 4 Issue 1 'Peripatetica: The Poetics of Walking':
> >> http://www.landscapeandlanguagecentre.au.com/current_journal.html
> >> *
> >> http://www.cordite.org.au/poetry/creativecommons/poems-for-ivor-cutler-3
> >>
> >> http://www.cordite.org.au/poetry/cc-the-remixes/the-man-who-finds-himse
> >> lf-am using
> >>
> >>
> >> "This is not a time for foolery, or compliments. It may be that both of
> >> us are within a few minutes of death... And I, at any rate, don't
> >> propose to die with polite insincerities in my mouth. " C S Lewis - That
> >> Hideous Strength
> >> ---
> >> Lawrence Upton
> >> AHRC Creative Research Fellow
> >> Dept of Music
> >> Goldsmiths, University of London
> >>
> >
> >
> >
> > New from Chax Press: Mark Weiss, As Landscape.
> > $16. Order from http://www.chax.org/poets/weiss.htm
> >
> >
> >
> > "What a beautiful set of circumstances! What a
> > lovely concatenation of particulars. Here is the poet alive in every sense
> > of the word, and through every one of his senses. Instead of missing a beat
> > or a part, Weiss’ fragments are like Chekhov’s short storiesthe more that
> > gets left out, the more they seem to contain… One can hear echoes from all
> > the various ancestors...[but] the voice, at its center, its core, is pure
> > Mark Weiss. His use of the fragment
> > is both elegant and bafflingly clear, a pure musical threnody…[it] opens a
> > window, not only into a mind, but a person, a personality, this human
> > figure at the emotional center of the poem."
> >
> > M.G. Stephens, in Jacket.
> > http://jacketmagazine.com/40/r-weiss-rb-stephens.shtml
> >
> >
>
>
>--
>Three poems in Volume 4 Issue 1 'Peripatetica: The Poetics of Walking':
>http://www.landscapeandlanguagecentre.au.com/current_journal.html
>*
>http://www.cordite.org.au/poetry/creativecommons/poems-for-ivor-cutler-3
>http://www.cordite.org.au/poetry/cc-the-remixes/the-man-who-finds-himself-amusing
>
>
>"This is not a time for foolery, or compliments. It may be that both of us
>are within a few minutes of death... And I, at any rate, don't propose to
>die with polite insincerities in my mouth. "
>C S Lewis - That Hideous Strength
>---
>Lawrence Upton
>AHRC Creative Research Fellow
>Dept of Music
>Goldsmiths, University of London
New from Chax Press: Mark Weiss, As Landscape.
$16. Order from http://www.chax.org/poets/weiss.htm
"What a beautiful set of circumstances! What a
lovely concatenation of particulars. Here is the
poet alive in every sense of the word, and
through every one of his senses. Instead of
missing a beat or a part, Weiss’ fragments are
like Chekhov’s short storiesthe more that gets
left out, the more they seem to contain… One can
hear echoes from all the various
ancestors...[but] the voice, at its center, its
core, is pure Mark Weiss. His use of the fragment
is both elegant and bafflingly clear, a pure
musical threnody…[it] opens a window, not only
into a mind, but a person, a personality, this
human figure at the emotional center of the poem."
M.G. Stephens, in Jacket.
http://jacketmagazine.com/40/r-weiss-rb-stephens.shtml
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