Friday, November 08, 2013

 

Haiku Friday: Great Magazines


At Harvard last week, I used issues of Lucky and Glamour as part of my talk.  (It's kind of a long story).  I found myself flipping through them on the way home and... what a bunch of dreck!  It made me go buy some better magazines. 

There are some wonderful periodicals out there right now-- I think the challenges to journalism have inspired some new creative forces.  I even bought a subscription to Garden and Gun, and greatly enjoy it. 

Let's haiku about magazines:  The good, the bad, the old (Highlights for Children?) and the new.  I will go first:

Willome, both Dardens,
Writing about what matters.
I miss the Wacoan!

It's true.  I miss holding it in my hand and seeing all the content.  Ok, now you guys write-- follow the simple 5/7/5 recipe for syllables, and have some fun!  (I will admit some excitement at getting to find out, perhaps, what magazines the Spanish Medievalist reads).

Comments:
Always a fav'rite
National Georgraphic
I travelled the World
 
Teen Bop confession:
Kirk Cameron on my wall,
centerfold poster.
 
Time Mag, '76.
Still election I know best
Great gift from parents
 
National Lampoon
Subversive in Seventies
High school mind blower
 
Highlights for Children
Still viable, featuring
Goofus and Gallant

--I'm a subscriber
 
In The New Yorker
cartoons, did not understand
so I learn'd to read
 
Playboy and Penthouse
before the internet was here
seems innocent now.
 
Love them IPLawGuy ~ I have more to post as well.
 
A visual treat
About the beautiful game
Check out "The Howler"


 
We always teased Mom
About PEOPLE Magazine
But we read them all

 
Atlantic Monthly:
Drawn in by the pix. Stay in
to make my brain grow.
 
Every month, Cosmo...
How to satisfy your man?
I have one word... food....


old wives tale: the way to a man's heart is through his stomach...
 
A Weekly Reader,
Always made me smile a lot.
I knew how to read.
 
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“Vanity Fair” and
“The Atlantic,” monthly mind
food, both hemispheres.

 
House Be-U-Ti-Ful
Makes me wish my house was clean
Need to win LOTTO
 

THE NEW YORKER

Ah,the guilt looms large
Your cartoons,your poems like
White-trunked birches grasp.

Noon-day sun essays
Sit unread and pile up like
Excuses.I must read you.

But--what if your brother
Comes next week and insists!!Shame!
I love and loathe you.
 
PRURIENT PAGES: PLAYBOY

His Nightstand beckoned.
They,naughty,shimmied within.
Hussies,red-lipsticked,nude.

The pubescent ope'd
Cask and learned things she wasn't
S'posed to learn. Was she?
 
PRURIENT PAGES: PLAYBOY

His Nightstand beckoned.
They,naughty,shimmied within.
Hussies,red-lipsticked,nude.

The pubescent ope'd
Cask and learned things she wasn't
S'posed to learn. Was she?
 
Listen Osler--Geoff sucks.

He invited me--
Lunch post church.Scrammed.There he
was,
Read "Sheep Fantasies."
 
I poured the wine,lit
Candles,the crockpot simmered
Stroganoff. Read "O."
 
MOTHER READS THE SATURDAY EVENING
POST 1958
CONNELL,WASHINGTON

Small town small house lone
With kids she read Saturday
Evening Post.Aloud.

He was out setting
Tubes,wrestling tumbleweeds.Farm
Obsession. She read

Murder mysteries.
They, the four, sat wide-eyed.
Train whistled.Spines jangled.
 
MOTHER READS THE SATURDAY EVENING
POST 1958
CONNELL,WASHINGTON

Small town small house lone
With kids she read Saturday
Evening Post.Aloud.

He was out setting
Tubes,wrestling tumbleweeds.Farm
Obsession. She read

Murder mysteries.
They, the four, sat wide-eyed.
Train whistled.Spines jangled.
 
Professor Osler,
Of course it's Town and Country
Ladies chic,Gents sporty.

Cars fast diamonds large.
Everything easy,classy,
Money lots,proper matches.

Don't have to read,just
Thumb through and look,parties to
Plan,not time for books.
 
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