[ed. note: some of the images of Emily Dickinson’s original writings have been digitally enhanced to bring out the faded text. We have great respect for Emily Dickinson and the scholars who study her words, her life, and her times. But we also realize that Ríe Para No Llorar. Ridemus ne fleamus. We laugh so […]
Peanut Brittle, Part 2: The Poetry of Brittle Did Emily Dickinson ever eat peanut brittle? Our interest in Emily Dickinson and her relationship to peanut brittle was inspired when Sally the Intern gifted the WLBOTT Literary Society with the complete works of Dickinson. We have great respect for Emily Dickinson, the way she played with […]
Guest blotter Elder G provides today’s offering… The Elder and the Oysters “The time has come,” the Elders said,“To talk of many things:Of twine and kelp and rubber hens,And broken tractor springs.Of why the Hall of MetronomesStill loudly ticks and pings.” “But wait a bit,” said Sister Mag,“The hour is hardly right.Fred, put that cheese […]
“The Lake Isle of Innisfree”- William Butler YeatsI will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made;Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee,And live alone in the bee-loud glade.And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,Dropping from […]
At WLBOTT, we’re not welcoming in 2026. We just want to get rid of 2025. Elder JimZim is a Bit More Optimistic Elder G consolidated all of Elder JimZim‘s optimism in a single image: WLBOTT Looks to 2026 WLBOTT Cafatorium We had originally intended to serve Chicken Parmesan for New Year’s Eve dinner, along with […]
[We have a guest blott today from Elder JimZim] Gentle People – as may have been blotted, my spousal unit and I have the privilege of co-parenting two young orange cats. They have a real affinity for our laundry room sink. It is their safe space where they can ponder the world they have been […]
Let Us Enumerate the Enumerations Hate the sin. Hate the sinner. Hate the sin. Love the sinner. Love the sin. Hate the sinner. Love the sin. Love the sinner. (WLBOTT’s favorite)
We Will Not Be Moved [ed. note: images in this post are AI generated] “No Nos Moverán” (“We Shall Not Be Moved”) has deep roots in labor movements and civil rights struggles in both the U.S. and Latin America. In Spanish-speaking communities, it became a hymn of resistance—against fascism, against dictatorship, and now, against state […]
April is the cruellest month, breedingLilacs out of the dead land, mixingMemory and desire, stirringDull roots with spring rain.[…]What are the roots that clutch, what branches growOut of this stony rubbish? Son of man,You cannot say, or guess, for you know onlyA heap of broken images, where the sun beats,And the dead tree gives no […]
Today is a reflective day. It is Mother’s Day in the USA, and, as you can imagine, it often times brings up bittersweet memories. Mother’s Day can be a time of warmth and gratitude, but also of longing and reflection. Memories of our mothers, grandmothers, or those who nurtured us can bring both joy and […]