Posts Tagged: Argyle C. Klopnik

The Storming Bohemian Punks the Muse #33: Solstice Soul Song

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Today I write on the longest day of the year, the summer solstice. As someone who has been influenced by not a few pagan practitioners and Wiccan wonder workers, along with more conventional priests and monks of various religious varieties, I am attuned to the turning of our planet in the cosmos.

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The Storming Bohemian Punks the Muse #31: Pulling the Trigger on Father’s Day

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June is an ambivalent month for me.

As a child it meant the start of summer vacation, and weeks spent at my grandparent’s beautiful beach home in Hyannisport. This was wonderful because it meant spending time with my siblings and seven cousins, a houseful of children of all ages, and loving—even adoring—grandparents, aunts, and uncles.

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The Storming Bohemian Punks the Muse #27: Spring Is Sprung

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It is springtime for sure in the house of The Storming Bohemian and Argyle C. Klopnik. All day, every day, Klopnik digs his garden. Our once-chaotic backyard is now a richly soiled pile of black, with a section of lawn and some brick pathways, terraces, and several rose bushes a-blooming.

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The Storming Bohemian Punks the Muse #19: Are YOU My Hero?

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This week, I’ve found myself thinking about heroism. What makes a hero, anyway? Who should we choose for our heroes?

When I was around fourteen, I developed a hero crush on W. C. Fields, of all people! I was delighted when I read about the time he and John Barrymore gave a ride to a hitchhiker on a country road, and then threw the poor man out of the moving car when he began preaching at them for being drunk.

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The Storming Bohemian Punks the Muse #18: Keeping Our Balance in a Time of Turkeys

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Yesterday, walking home along the wet pavement twinkling under the sunshine, I spied a flock of no fewer than twenty-four wild turkeys parading down the street, mostly chicks.

I don’t see them today, as the rain has returned, and all is gray.

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