Tim Torkildson's Clown Alley
The Poet Laureate of the New York Times Newsroom
Wednesday, October 14, 2020
Firmness and steadiness in the faith.
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Firm and steady as a rock; taking action, not just standing still with idle talk Faith can move your mountains -- but, when given without...
Today's Timericks. Wednesday, Oct 14, 2020.
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Bank of America Profit Falls 16% When your banker smiles at you/this is what you have to do/ take your money out right quick/cuz his bank ...
Tuesday, October 13, 2020
When I look upon a sunrise
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When I look upon a sunrise/it is God that I espy. When the embers of the day go out/His watchcare I descry. When the fallow deep upwells/o...
Prose Poem: The Art of the Fidget.
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@andsachs_sachs I have a black belt in fidgeting. It's not a brag; it's just a statement of fact. The art of the fidget is learned...
Monday, October 12, 2020
Today's Timericks. Monday, Oct 12, 2020
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U.S.-China Trade War Gets Wrapped Up in Twist-Ties. Minnesota company’s plastic-and-wire closures—a fixture on bread bags—are at the leadi...
Sunday, October 11, 2020
Prose Poem: Cancel Me This.
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@a_coletta There has been no conflict in my life since I canceled mornings. No breakfast dishes to do. No commuting worries. My guilt abou...
Prose Poem: Clouding the Prospects
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@aduehren At today's family council meeting the prospects were clouded for any immediate consensus on the most crucial items. The m...
Saturday, October 10, 2020
Prose Poem: A Pointless Fad.
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It's just a pointless fad. I mean, who really knows what it means? I confess that I don't. "Think." It's on shirts, ...
Today's Timericks.
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White House Draws Up New $1.8 Trillion Virus-Relief Proposal. (WSJ) @kristinapet Mr. Trump is now morose/with elections drawing close/He...
Friday, October 9, 2020
Prose Poem: Sand
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I grew up on a sand farm. We planted in summer and harvested in winter, when the pine needles were more stable. You need pine needles to p...
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