Author Archives: ktrammel
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On the lawn last night around 8:30 or so, as I was sitting in a camping chair with my cat Gus on my lap, I noticed him glancing suddenly off to the right, as if something were moving about in … Continue reading
Caitlin Doughty All her delectable videos are here.
Of His Bones Recipe for “Double, Double Toil and Trouble” A Morsel of Dust The Lifting Shroud Incantation of Confounding When They Appear How It Seems in the Shadow What Comes this Way?
It is now dead midnight. Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What do I fear? Myself? -Richard III, Act V, scene v
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To the last syllable of recorded time, And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life’s but a … Continue reading
A mote it is to trouble the mind’s eye. In the most high and palmy state of Rome, A little ere the mightiest Julius fell, The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the Roman … Continue reading
Up and down, up and down, I will lead them up and down: I am fear’d in field and town: Goblin, lead them up and down. -Puck A Midsummer Night’s Dream Act III, Scene 2
My fairy lord, this must be done with haste, For night’s swift dragons cut the clouds full fast, And yonder shines Aurora’s harbinger; At whose approach, ghosts, wandering here and there, Troop home to churchyards: damned spirits all, That in … Continue reading
Crème Du Halloween by Kevin Trammel One gob pickled innards, Ten drops black bat glop, An ooze of dead men’s gizzards— Stir, pour, and chop. Add a pinch of spider’s eyes, Garnish with false alibis, Serve atop aged, rotting flesh. … Continue reading
Gravedigger’s scene from Hamlet, Shakespeare HAMLET How long will a man lie i’ the earth ere he rot? First Clown I’ faith, if he be not rotten before he die–as we have many pocky corses now-a-days, that will scarce hold … Continue reading
A dark Cave. In the middle, a Caldron boiling. Thunder. Enter the three Witches. 1 WITCH. Thrice the brinded cat hath mew’d. 2 WITCH. Thrice and once, the hedge-pig whin’d. 3 WITCH. Harpier cries:—’tis time! ’tis time! 1 WITCH. Round about the caldron go; In … Continue reading
Full fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes: Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. -Shakespeare (The Tempest)
This is what Venus and the Moon cooked up last Sunday (July 15) for all to see in the late evening sky. This was taken in Northern California, in the Sierra Foothills. These two have been performing a marvelous dance … Continue reading
overcast like mourning robes five white horses on a small hill tears of rain soft upon the window
I’ll be reading with Taylor Graham, El Dorado County Poet Laureate, and Michael Paul, at the El Dorado County Public Library in Georgetown. If anyone reading this happens to be in the area, come on by. It should be quite … Continue reading