Sauropod raking and hoovering delectibles from the lakebed making waves
Ceratops snipping sappy timbers like copper cables – the sound like a wrecked galleon’s masts cracking, knees popping.
Flatting Ptero knee-deep draws hissing fry up by the shoal. Sifts ‘em dry. Gullets ‘em. Would preen if it could.
And downwind, rapt by design, two tri-talon feet march in silent place waiting for the light to change, waiting for the go.
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APEXSauropod raking and hoovering
delectibles from the lakebed
making wavesCeratops snipping sappy timbers
like copper cables – the sound
like a wrecked galleon’s
masts cracking, knees popping.Flatting Ptero knee-deep
draws hissing fry up
by the shoal. Sifts ‘em dry.
Gullets ‘em.
Would preen if it could.And downwind, rapt by design,
two tri-talon feet
march in silent place
waiting for the light to change,
waiting for the go.
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]]>Cracked bones – long shanks – emerge from rust-strapped earth like a revelation by Nemesis, recalling hasty-covered violence.
Who witnessed the killer slamming home through the ribcage, shoveling the four tonne turkey up and over bloody tumbling talons kicking sky meat-cleaving jaw clashing a sirocco agony?
Who saw the killer figure eight its horns loosening the armored neck, for a [...] ]]>
CSI: HELL CREEK
Cracked bones – long shanks – emerge from rust-strapped earth
like a revelation by Nemesis,
recalling hasty-covered violence.
Who witnessed the killer
slamming home through the ribcage,
shoveling the four tonne turkey
up and over
bloody tumbling
talons kicking sky
meat-cleaving jaw clashing a sirocco agony?
Who saw the killer figure eight its horns
loosening the armored neck,
for a locomotive coup de grace?
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]]>This sea at the shore of seas,Where other seas begin,Where is conceived the great Pangaea of seas. Panthalassa!that stretch three quarters of the way into the future,
This sea,pubescent,Horny and tempestuousAnd desiring increase at every level,Ingenious and bursting at the seams,Throwing up all kinds of mad ideas,Shimmying, shimmering with milky life,Not yet self-conscious, [...] ]]>
This sea at the shore of seas,
Where other seas begin,
Where is conceived the great Pangaea of seas. Panthalassa!
that stretch three quarters of the way into the future,This sea,
pubescent,
Horny and tempestuous
And desiring increase at every level,
Ingenious and bursting at the seams,
Throwing up all kinds of mad ideas,
Shimmying, shimmering with milky life,
Not yet self-conscious, unshy,
reckless
Grand-roiling stinking-green and then some,What joyful
possibilities and probabilities
You had, before rhythm and the seasons
And the practice of five hundred million years
And filling the forms
And seeking your own level
And overthinking itBrought you to
that staid middle age
In which the best trick
You can conjure
Is a mere blue whale.—
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]]>They brought it up, unscathed, in a series of hair balls. Why Terrible Lizards have hairballs is anyone’s guess.
In any case, you can go to rabbitandcrow.libsyn.com at once and celebrate by listening to rabbit + crow podcasts until you freak right the heck out.
Then check [...] ]]>
I have finally recovered the Libsyn podcast page from voracious Terrible Lizards.
They brought it up, unscathed, in a series of hair balls. Why Terrible Lizards have hairballs is anyone’s guess.
In any case, you can go to rabbitandcrow.libsyn.com at once and celebrate by listening to rabbit + crow podcasts until you freak right the heck out.
Then check back tonight at 8pm Pacific Time for the newest ripping episode in Neal Romanek’s podcasting adventuredom, entitulared: “Eye Sockets Island Of The Imagination”.
In other news:
One of y’all had asked for more stories and not so many fruity poems and whiny political rants and breezy rambles about my day. Happily, in the next weeks I’m making available a few short stories. They’ll be available here, and I’ll also have links to them on the “fictions” link at nealromanek.com.
I may even podcast them for those of you who can’t read. And the blind too. I podcast for the blind.
We’re still waiting for word back from the Comic-Con 2006 crew as to whether or not we will have our Writers Table at the show (July 20 – 23) – “we” being myself and Warren Hsu Leonard of Screenwriting Life. Apparently, Comic-Con have had a record number of applications and there is much back-log and log-jam and back-jam. But time grows short. I grow anxious. I may have to make some calls. Or at least call Warren and have him make some calls.
Comic-Con is a great place for artists and illustrators to meet other artists and illustrators. In fact, you can’t swing a cat without scratching out the eyes of an artist or illustrator. But there is a dearth of good writers. There are lots of passable writers in comics. Not many good writers. So hopefully we’ll be able to help out with that.
Again, check back tonight for the next ” —– of the Imagination” terror-cast.
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]]>This month, in the wake of our “What’s Your Favorite Ceratopsian?” poll, we present the world’s premiere t-shirt featuring silhouettes of the major Ceratopsian dinosaurs. I think we can confidently declare that no other t-shirt featuring silhouettes of the major Ceratopsian dinosaurs matches this one in quality and [...] ]]>
This month, in the wake of our “What’s Your Favorite Ceratopsian?” poll, we present the world’s premiere t-shirt featuring silhouettes of the major Ceratopsian dinosaurs. I think we can confidently declare that no other t-shirt featuring silhouettes of the major Ceratopsian dinosaurs matches this one in quality and superbness.
Of course, the design doesn’t stop at mere chest adornment! At the Rabbit + Crow Shop you will also find Ceratopsian coasters, stickers, posters, mugs, as well as a selection of underpants with three different horny Ceratopsian designs from which to choose from.
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]]>Triceratops may be a classic. But Styracosaurus is cooler (Joe Tucciarone’s well-known painting of the face-off with the Daspletosaurus – in an otherworldly twilight of aurora and mist – says it [...] ]]>
Styracosaurus, that spiky-necked glory of the Jurassic era, has garnered the top spot in our “Name Your Favorite Ceratopsian” poll, with mighty Triceratops a close second.
Triceratops may be a classic. But Styracosaurus is cooler (Joe Tucciarone’s well-known painting of the face-off with the Daspletosaurus – in an otherworldly twilight of aurora and mist – says it all, I think).
Psittacosaurus, stretching forward in a final bipedal spurt, snapped its beak shut on the bronze.
Here are the numbers:
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The results, as of this morning:
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]]>Some days – and I can’t say exactly why – but some days I just want to shout…
…“CORYTHOSAURUS”!
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Some days – and I can’t say exactly why – but some days I just want to shout…
…“CORYTHOSAURUS”!
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]]>It appears in the Aug./Sept. 2005 Issue (#73) of “Prehistoric Times”, the world’s best magazine by and for paleontology enthusiasts (not just paleontologists – I mean ENTHUSIASTS!). Many thanks to editor [...] ]]>
It appears in the Aug./Sept. 2005 Issue (#73) of “Prehistoric Times”, the world’s best magazine by and for paleontology enthusiasts (not just paleontologists – I mean ENTHUSIASTS!). Many thanks to editor Mike Fredericks for producing a venue where a guy can get his prehistoric nature poems published.
ICHTHYOSAURS FEEDING
An Ichthyosaur cow and her pod have cornered
a lagooning school of silver-scaled fish.
Agitating outboard tails, they cut loose,
the spiral cloud
smashing.
With a nod, the cow’s snout swings wide,
toothy arc squared by jaw length,
chopsticking a glittering fish.
A shake -
as if to shake it dry,
as if to shake the eyes out -
and down it goes,
and she crows with a grand outside loop,
shooting into the milky blue
- making way for the rest to deftly plunder -
zooms back in to further undo,
snapping down another one, or two,
then pops to the mercury ceiling,
and there draws down a lungful of oh-too-rich air,
then from her reflection
recoils, acrobatic,
and knocks fish this way, that,
happily extracting bright bounty at will.
Upcoast currents deport the silver school at last -
amnesiac to its decimation.
Sun lulls the pod, fish-drunk, to spend
the day wrapped in gibbous lagoon.
The cow parries dopey, double-belly suitors,
diverting them to sisters, then
finally flaunting ventral white,
selects -
cheloniate paddles slapping,
broadcasting satisfaction over the sunny bed.
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