QUADRATINI CHOCOLAT HAZELNUT CHOCOLATE ENROBED WAFER COOKIES

 ENROBED!

Not coated, covered or dipped in but enrobed.  Synonym, neologism or archaic?

Off we go, and our first stop is MW Third Universal:

1:  to invest or adorn with or as if with a robe; broadly :  attire;

2:  to cover (confections) with a coating (as of chocolate) .

All synonyms refer to clothing or dressing, and the noun is one who dresses, an enrober.

 Dictionary.com

verb (used with object), Imageen·robed, en·rob·ing.

to dress; attire: The king was enrobed in velvet.

Origin

1585–95; en-1  + robe

Also from D.com, questions related:

Enrobing Food is when you are Coating one product with another” Chocolate is a popular one when you cover a biscuit, for instance.

An enrober, according to Wikipedia: machine used in the confectionery industry to coat a food item with a coating medium, typically chocolate.

Cambridge Academic Content Dictionary:

“We do not have an entry for enrobe.”

So, what is it?  Vanity?  Pretentiousness?  The wafer cookies are produced by the Loacker family on a mountain in Sicily, and perhaps they are royalty or wish to be so enrobed in the garment sense.

But wasn’t this entry about a word?  Mostly.  Entries about words (mostly) will appear as things of many things.

11/18/13

The Bum Squad

by Alan J. Blaustein

The best of us handle what most would not touch
And plunge into places where most would not go
A rollicking ramble through low rent and no
What I partly achieved although never so much

.When down at ground level I fitted right in
A member in standing of the sadly displaced
In others I lived with I saw my own face
And heard as their minds my own inner din.

Beware of the Bum Squad at Grand Central Station
Know where to shower, find rest and free food
We who were failed see the false in the good
While platitudes rain with no hope of cessation.

Wordgathering: A Journal of Disability Poetry and Literature

My mobility issues sometimes turn up in my poetry. While searching for ‘Zines I found Wordgathering, and I saw that I had more poems about that issue than I’d thought.

 About the ‘Zine, from the Welcome! Page, 

“Wordgathering: A Journal of Disability Poetry and Literature is a digital, Open Access, quarterly journal of disability poetry, literature, and the arts, with two interconnected purposes. First, we are dedicated to providing an accessible venue for featuring the work of emerging and well-known writers with disabilities (disabled writers). Second, we seek to make available and expand a searchable core of this work for interested readers (with and without disabilities) who are committed to disability poetry, literature, and the arts.”

These three poems are published in the March 2020 issue.

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Wanderer

Today the focus is my hips.

What lies beneath the calcifying bone,

What mystery of movement will be known?

Those secrets that an X-ray plate lets slip:

The why it is my walk is turning slow

And keeps me so securely here at home.

 

Sick Poem Two

I laugh with greatest glee at all the pain,

My own, my legs are screaming as I walk,

Gone out into a world of such delight!

As best of all the agonies: insane,

Of all the varied tortures: best is talk,

That makes the conscious mind a sorry plight.

 

Below

I walk by carrying my legs

Put up with whining protest calf to thigh

What tries to pull me back from where I want to go

Arthritis here might have the edge

But contradicted by a warmer, better sky

So I can laugh at all the what of what I feel below.

 

Baby raccoon

I’M BACK

My last post was this past June 2020, someone else’s poem. With the situations keeping me off here done with, I’m back to normal chaos.

As I’m looking for ‘Zines to submit to, I see that many are WordPress Blogs. I have my own Blog right here, so why should I submit to someone else’s? I don’t understand why a Blog entry should be considered already published. Has any ‘Zine gone under because they published a poem that is also in a Blog? It seems that a poem published here and elsewhere would draw interest in that ‘Zine and draw more readers to it. Whatever, I might as well post my poems here and not be concerned about that “previously published” stipulation.

Now, here is the world’s cutest bat.

The orange coloring is enough like a former President’s hair, so a relative called him the Trump bat.

New Bat Species With Orangutan Hue Discovered in West Africa

Article by Rachel Nuwer, NYT Jan. 13, 2021

By Rachel Nuwer

/science/new-bat-species.html?ref=oembed(opens in a new tab)

January 13, 2021

Scientists hope the rare discovery could be a catalyst for conserving the region’s biodiversity.

The new orangutan-hued bat, Myotis nimbaensis, lives in Guinea’s Nimba mountains, a verdant series of mile-high peaks rich in biodiversity “just plonked in the middle of this otherwise flat landscape,” Dr. Flanders said.

The team managed to re-catch the original animal, a male, and also captured a female. Dr. Simmons combed through the extensive bat collections at the American Museum of Natural History to compare the two specimens with known species, and she traveled to the Smithsonian National Museum in Washington, D.C., and the British Museum in London to do the same.

The researchers also conducted a genetic analysis, which revealed that M. nimbaensis is at least five percent different from its closest related relatives. They described their findings Wednesday in the journal American Museum Novitates.

Now that the new species confirmation is official, the next step is to learn about M. nimbaensis’ ecology. “The more we know about it, the more we’ll know how to protect it as well,” Dr. Flanders saiwhat we know about it the more we all know how different

And here is the bat.

MY PEOPLE

Dream-singers,

Story-tellers,
Dancers,
Loud laughers in the hands of Fate—
           My People.
Dish-washers,
Elevator-boys,
Ladies’ maids,
Crap-shooters,
Cooks,
Waiters,
Jazzers,
Nurses of babies,
Loaders of ships,
Porters,
Hairdressers,
Comedians in vaudeville
And band-men in circuses—
Dream-singers all,
Story-tellers all.
Dancers—
God! What dancers!
Singers—
God! What singers!
Singers and dancers,
Dancers and laughers.
Laughers?
Yes, laughers….laughers…..laughers—
Loud-mouthed laughers in the hands of Fate.

 

A poet, novelist, fiction writer, and playwright, Langston Hughes is known for his insightful, colorful portrayals of black life in America from the twenties through the sixties and was important in shaping the artistic contributions of the Harlem Renaissance.

For a more detailed biography, go here: https://poets.org/poet/langston-hughes

Langston Hughes

We are Marching

By Carrie Law Morgan Figgs

                     1.

We are marching, truly marching 
   Can’t you hear the sound of feet? 
We are fearing no impediment 
   We have never known defeat. 

                     2. 
Like Job of old we have had patience, 
  Like Joshua, dangerous roads we’ve trod 
Like Solomon we have built out temples. 
   Like Abraham we’ve had faith in God. 

                     3. 
Up the streets of wealth and commerce, 
   We are marching one by one
We are marching, making history, 
  For ourselves and those to come. 

                     4. 
We have planted schools and churches,
   We have answered duty’s call. 
We have marched from slavery’s cabin 
   To the legislative hall. 

                     5. 
Brethren can’t you catch the spirit? 
  You who are out just get in line
Because we are marching, yes we are marching 
   To the music of the time. 

                     6.
We are marching, steady marching 
   Bridging chasms, crossing streams 
Marching up the hill of progress 
  Realizing our fondest dreams. 

                       7. 
We are marching, truly marching 
   Can’t you hear the sound of feet? 
We are fearing no impediment
   We shall never know defeat. 

 

Gwerful Mechain, Medieval Feminist poet

You may recognise the name of the medieval Welsh bard, Dafydd ap Gwilym, and that of his famous poem, Cywydd y Gal or Ode to the Penis. What you may not know is that medieval poet, Gwerful Mechain, wrote a response to his poem nearly a century later. Cywydd y Cerdor is an ode to the vagina, praising it and condemning the men who ignore it in favour of a woman’s more acceptable features: “Lovely bush you are blessed by God above”. It is one of her most well-known verses and encapsulates the themes and values that her poetry embodies.

Gwerful Mechain (c.1460-c.1502) wrote about female sexuality and domestic issues during a time when women’s rights were non-existent. Her poetry has been brought to a modern English-speaking readership through translations by academics. Most notably by Katie Gramich in her 2018 anthology of The Works of Gwerful Mechain.

You might think that Mechain’s work would be isolated from her male contemporaries, and that she would have been shunned as a social outcast. However, her poetic exchanges with popular contemporary bards such as Dafydd Llwyd and Llywelyn ap Gutyn suggest that Mechain enjoyed popularity and her poetry was well-regarded by her male contemporaries.

The medieval feminist

She was a poet with a strong sense of justice and morality. For many poets of the time, such sentiments were confined to religious devotion. For Mechain, however, they were not. Instead, she drew on religious learning to represent the lowly serving class by writing poetry about domestic and corporeal acts in a sacred and almost ritualistic way.

To her maid as she shits

She squats and lets out her water‒cascading

From the cauldron of her pants as she totters;

Her twin holes make a great bubbling clamour

Then comes the dung and a rainbow arch of water.

Her use of language here would have been expected in religious poetry celebrating Christ, not in a poem about an act that medieval society would have considered unworthy of refined praise.

The righteous sense of justice revealed in her poetry extends beyond the serving class. To Her Husband for Beating Her is a scathing and surprising remark on domestic abuse in medieval households.

To her husband for beating her

A dagger through your heart’s stone‒on a slant

To reach your breastbone;

May your knees break, your hands shrivel

And your sword plunge in your guts to make you snivel.

This theme is continued in her response to Ieuan Dyfi’s poem, Red Annie, a cywydd (Welsh poetic measure) that laments how false women have been throughout the ages. Mechain uses robust and playful language to express how women are often the victims of male oppression and how it is women who are more honourable and virtuous than men.

Tiborea, the mother of Judas the traitor,

She was a loving wife, don’t hate her,

No one was safe from her pointed words. To Jealous Wives, a satirical poem, is a favourite.

But these damn wives, so respectable

Won’t give up their cocks delectable

In this poem, she berates married women for keeping their men to themselves. Her choice of language reduces men to their genitalia. She presents it as a separate identity that has an important position within the household, and in married women’s hearts. This poem is an example of her humorous and satirical writing style.

Female sexual pleasure was a source of power and also entertainment. Bible moralisée, France 15th centuryCC BY-SA

A nobel poet

Her collection of satirical, religious, righteous and humorous verse gives Mechain’s unashamedly feminist poetry a timeless quality. To understand why Mechain was allowed to have such a strong and overtly female voice in a patriarchal society, it is important to consider her social standing. She was the daughter of Hywel Fychan (later anglicised to Vaughan) from Mechain, Powys. Her father was part of the noble Vaughan family of Llwydiarth. Her nobility might have given her the confidence to speak with authority.

Her poetry has interested academics and modern readers not just because she is a medieval female bard ‒– the only known one to have a substantial surviving body of work –‒ but because of how equally she was received and how the content of her work was not dissimilar to that of her male contemporaries.

It seems to me that she was never a curiosity of her age, although she had all the qualities of one, and that she was regarded as an equal by her male counterparts. As Katie Gramich states in her introduction to The Works of Mechain, she is “confident in her own craft and opinions”. And, in that, her work remains as powerful today as it did in the 15th century.

Fun With News: Animals! Edition (Or What’s New at the Zoo?)

Zoos can’t just shut down and send everyone home. Daily maintenance is required for all exhibits from feeding to assisting births, and it wouldn’t be a good idea to leave the alligators, bears, and big pussycats without food.  So, if we can’t go to the zoo, we can still watch the animals. Zoos around the world who have been posting photos and live-action videos of theirs.

I’m starting with the Bronx, because I grew up here and live here now. The Bronx Zoo has posted footage of a newly hatched blue penguin chick in the cupped hands of a zookeeper and a Malayan tiger splashing around in his watering hole.  These were tweeted, so open the tweet to see the baby blue penguin and watch the tiger swim.

DuckDuckGo, zoo cams, gives a long list, and another list is provided by earthcam.com, https://www.earthcam.com/events/animalcams

Cams around the USA:

Smithsonian: https://nationalzoo.si.edu/webcams

Five animal cams,  including a Cheetah Cub cam

Houston Zoo: Webcams

Seven videos, including a Giraffe feeding cam, Rhino yard,and  a cluster of flamingos, 

Memphis zoo: https://www.memphiszoo.org/animal-cams

Panda cam, hippo cam,  elephant cam and others.

San Diego: https://zoo.sandiegozoo.org/live-cams

Twelve cams, including a Koala cam, ape cam, polar cam, baboon cam, and others.

Now, while animals in zoos are being videotaped without their having given signed written consent, other animals are taking advantage of empty streets to take a stroll around town.

Coronavirus: Emboldened animals reclaim city streets as millions stay indoors in lockdown (Joe GampContributor, Yahoo News UK, Yahoo News UK).

https://news.yahoo.com/coronavirus-animals-reclaiming-cities-covid-19-pandemic-140503907.html?soc_src=hl-viewer&soc_trk=fb

“As the coronavirus pandemic leaves the world’s major cities deserted by humans, animals have been spotted enjoying the peace and quiet. The global outbreak of the virus has seen many countries such as Spain, Italy, Japan and Chile, as well as the UK, impose a lockdown on citizens. But mother nature is making the most of the situation, with various wild animals spotted reclaiming the streets of some of the world’s most densely populated areas.”

Here are mountain goats on the street of a town with an unpronounceable name in Wales

Mountain goats on Welch street

In Santiago, Chile, a puma on the street 

Puma in Chile

Boars in Paris

Boars in Paris

While Bergamo in northern Italy is one of the country’s worst affected areas, this wild boar took her piglets out for a wander. Boar and piglets

Spotted deer –Tirupati in India’s Uttar Pradesh region

Spotted Deer, India

 

Of course, there is much more on-line now. Check the Duck Duck Go, animal cams, or use Google if that’s more your thing.

That’s all folks, for now. I’ll be posting more often since my chaos has calmed down to normally chaotic.

(No) Fun With (This) News

March 26th, 2020

 Hi, everyone. It’s been too long since I’ve posted, but what a time to come back now! Anyway, 

The pandemic is on at this writing, and it seems that misinformation is spreading as quickly as the virus. Rumors, conspiracies, and fake facts abound, for example, Rush Limbaugh’s assertions:

“Now, I want to tell you the truth about the coronavirus. … I’m dead right on this. The coronavirus is the common cold, folks.” And further, “It looks like the coronavirus is being weaponized as yet another element to bring down Donald Trump,” 

Chanel Rion, reporter for right-wing tilted  news network OANN, asked about the China connection: Is it alarming that major media players…are consistently siding with foreign state propaganda, Islamic radicals, and Latin gangs and cartels…”  So, China and the Democrats are working against Trump, taking his insistence on using the term “Chinese Virus.”

-Julio Rosa, OANN, March 19th.

Meanwhile,

The World Health Organization is providing real information on its sites. Their first page provides situation reports, a dashboard of locations in the form of a map, a section for travel, another for media, and a Mythbusters page, debunking the nonsense that keeps coming out. No, the disease is not just for tropical climates; every climate reported cases. Rinsing your nose with salt water won’t prevent infection, and neither will pouring alcohol or bleach all over your body.

The main WHO page is Coronavirus disease 2019, and the mythbusters page, https://www.who.int/emergencies/diseases/novel-coronavirus-2019/advice-for-public/myth-busters. You can read the others.-

The C.D.C. Web page provides similar information, https://www.cdc.gov/coronavirus/2019-nCoV/,

and DuckDuckGo has a separate search for COVID info. Just type covid-19 in the search bar. The first page provides detailed information about the condition, enough information to make you feel sick without actually having the virus. Another excellent source is the Covid-19 site of the National Institutes of Health, nis.gov. Their other site, Coronavirus (COVID-19) | National Institutes of Health, provides resources links and a link to subscribe to updates. Google (of course) chimes in with a link on the home page, Virus Tips, with links to AlJazeera,The Guardian,  and the LA Times. New York Times calls theirs Coronavirus Tips.

Now that Google knows I’m interested in the virus, I’ll see how many anti-virus ads pop up. (See my poem, “Dirty Data.”)

That’s all, folks. The information is real so I can guarantee that, but I can’t guarantee your not getting sick of reading about it. And otherwise, 

Everybody, stay healthy, please. Okay? 

Okay.

BAGGAGE

Muttering imprecations at the top,
The pinnacle of tensions, highest grade,
The maximum of shaking held within,
While vocalizing silently in screams
Of frequencies beyond all thought of sound.
(Another world arises over all
In counterpoint to what we hope we know.)
I had enough but know I will see more,
Until such baggage eats itself and dies,
Leaving imagery that can work.
I long have had enough of others’ fears,
Those attitudes of structure to maintain,
As how am I to smile and where and when.
Now look at me as caught in Winter swoon,
My inner brabble magnified to war,
Where I can hear the noise, the shouts and shots–
Stomping on this poem–now shut it up!

Guest Post: Painter and Poet Jack Tricarico

 

 

Sunken Vessel

Medium: Oil on canvas 40″ x 42″

Inline image

Neither Here Nor There

Medium: Watercolor

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Jack Tricarico is both a painter, poet and Tai chi instructor. He evolved out of a commercial art background into full time painting. As he states: “Art has always felt as a necessity for me. I develop an image exclusively on impulse, based in my immediate reaction to a blank surface. This reaction is primarily chaotic. Gradually an underlying structure arises, reflecting an interconnected whole.”

 

Exhibitions: 220 Gallery, N.Y. C., August, 2008,  Group Show

Tompkins Square Gallery, N.Y. One Man Show, January, 2005

G.R.A. Gallery, N.Y.C. Group Show, October, 1999

N.Y. C. Studio School Gallery, N.Y.C, Group Show, January, 1999

La Mama La Galleria, N.Y. C., Group Show, December, 1997

James Barker Gallery, N.Y. C. One Man Show, June, 1985

Azuma Gallery, N.Y. C. Group Show, September, 1980

Nippon Gallery, N.Y.C. Group Show,  June 1975

The Actor’s Gallery, N.Y.C. One Man Show, September, 1963

The Paz Gallery, N.Y.C. One Man Show,  June, 1963

 

Education: The New York Studio School of Drawing, Painting & Sculpture. Painting, Drawing, and Art History

The Art Students League of N.Y.

Painting, Drawing, and Art History / The School of Industrial Art. Commercial Art, and Illustration.

 

Art work can be viewed online at: http://www.nyaw.com (a collective art site).

 

Jack Tricarico

e-mail: jaotri@yahoo.com