Beating Dead Horses

I don’t like beating dead horses. Still, if you’re not quite gone and if you’ll stand up to at least a few more swats, I need to say a couple more words about Dusty Springfield’s gorgeous voice. I’m listening again to the songs that I downloaded from Yahoo a few days ago. Hey, I’m blown away! This woman has the voice of an angel and I’m not exaggerating. Please check her out, but forget her top ten hits and go for some of her covers. I’m telling you, you won’t be disappointed.

http://www.ericwilder.com http://www.gondwanapress.com

The Afar Triangle

I found this poem on the net. It was written by Louis Flint Ceci. As a geologist, it touched my soul, and continues to do so each time I reread it. For those of you that don’t know, the Afar Triangle, in southern Africa, is a triple-juncture – a spot where three tectonic plates coincide. I know of no other triple juncture on the face of the earth. The three places I would like to visit before I die are 1) the Afar Triangle, 2) Iceland and 3) Jamaica. These three locations are geologically unique on the face of the earth. Here is the poem:

The Afar Triangle I do not know the way a planet thinks. I cannot plunge my hands deep in my own clay The way a mountain plunges through the crust, Nor run wild as a glacier through The temples of the gods, nor sing a single note That slides along the lips of the caldera. But here That wisdom thunders through my feet, And shows the dance is measured By dancers keeping beat, By those whose only measure is the dance

June 14, 1999 August 31, 2000

http://www.ericwilder.com http://www,gondwanapress.com

Oklahoma Storm Clouds

http://www.gondwanapress.com http://www.ericwilder.com