Happy New Year

[tess marek]

Ah! My Peeez! 
Ah! My Qoozers!
My Listserving Losers.  
Ting ting ting ting! 
A toast! 
Speech! Speech! Speech! 
Happy New Year! 
Ting ting ting ting! 

Like that fool in Joyce's Dead I will begin with a
Greek word (all my Greek friends save Artemis because
she's a Joyce Geek won't have a clue), omphalos,
meaning "Oh Rocks!" (no, crust knidding, but we're in
kneed of a laugh now if you don't mind), meaning the
navel. The navel: the soul or the sword in the stone
or the Stone that marks the center of the earth. Put
one ear to the ground on that navel (Eve had none
because she is the zerohine of a  delightfully Edenic
myth ) and listen to the earth and sky. 

Ting Ting Ting…A Toast! 

A toast to you friends and the ears you have lent me
in 2002. With one, you have listened to what echoes
endlessly in the navel. To the rock, to place, to
ancestry, to history, to culture, to the dead. With
the other you have listened to the screaming in the
sky. You have two ears. One is pressed silently to
Eve's unblemished belly. One is educated consciousness
and quarrel. 

Pray for Peace here and everywhere, 

Tess


--- Paul Mackin <paul.mackin at verizon.net> wrote:
> Another year gone by and we (some of us anyway) are
> still here. Because
> through thick or through thin THERE'LL ALWAYS BE A
> P-LIST.
> 
> For listers everywhere
> Futilit or unitare
> Every tom dick and hare
> Every jill jane or clare
> Whether single or mare
> I include in my prayer
> A happy New yair
> 
> P.


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