the rix mix

“Here, where the air is loaded with iodine and where the ultra-violet ray is ever-present in our smiling sunshine, your health and happiness is our business.” Sun Fun in New Jersey (1946 publication of the New Jersey Resort Association)

Saturday, November 11, 2006

It's my birthday.
I'll think of something to say.

No stars over this city
any poet would notice it
a good poet would do something about it

Two songs by The Jayhawks & Neil Young.

Labels: poem

# posted by Bob : 4:56 PM

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Maybe somebody shot out the stars. Good wishes to you on this birthday. I often think that maybe we should mark off the days when we first meet and celebrate those throughout the year instead of just the one day when we met the world.

# posted by  Suzette : 10:28 PM

 

Happy Birthday, Rix!

# posted by  Anonymous : 11:35 PM

 

Your poem is gorgeous. Exquisite melancholy and it made me feel deeply the sentiment of being able to observe, unable to act.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY RIX!

# posted by  Anonymous : 9:55 AM

 

I'm a day late and I come without bearing gifts, but HAPPY BIRTHDAY RIX!!!:) Hope you did something fun!

# posted by  Janet : 10:41 AM

 

The crowd was at the bar and grille last night, celebrating your birthday.

# posted by  Carrie : 2:55 PM

 

Happy birthday, Rix.

# posted by  Anonymous : 8:25 PM

 

Happy Birthday! Happy Everyday! The world is a better place because of people like you who paint it with their very souls - you are an artist of life!

# posted by  Anonymous : 12:35 AM

 

Sorry I'm late to the party. Happy belated Birthday!

# posted by  Sharon GR : 11:00 AM

 

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