tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post5721715096348612909..comments2024-01-28T03:56:39.351-08:00Comments on TOM CLARK: So Long, BinturongUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-32824101919424828052012-07-25T03:06:01.959-07:002012-07-25T03:06:01.959-07:00Meanwhile...
Binturong gets curiousMeanwhile...<br /><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FdkCu3wjFLk" rel="nofollow">Binturong gets curious</a>TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-56931393562608224682012-07-24T23:44:59.709-07:002012-07-24T23:44:59.709-07:00Brad,
I like the way that one seems to be aware o...Brad,<br /><br />I like the way that one seems to be aware of us, yet no more than mildly curious and not visibly alarmed. Good for us, in that case. (True also of the second one, directly under the wee poem.)<br /><br />In our Other World.<br /><br /><br />Susan,<br /><br />Too right, mate. One person's right might be another's wrong, even if both are wrong. And right. The main thing, keep them open to the possibility of enjoying being conscious. And at very least, not TOO pissed off.<br /><br />But then again...<br /><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jPj-8_wOZcA&feature=related" rel="nofollow">Anger is an energy. I could be wrong. I could be right.</a>TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-36587696938353642432012-07-24T20:11:58.118-07:002012-07-24T20:11:58.118-07:00Popcorn is the only thing right
about the animal w...Popcorn is the only thing right<br />about the animal wrong<br />for so long--<br />what else <br />cannot be right<br /><br /><br />a little too wrong, not just wrong<br />so off track like love<br />like when the teen-aged students say<br />Miss, you're too wrong<br />I know they are right<br />forever I am their <br />wrong teacher<br />not the right one<br />distracted by wrong answers<br />and wrong questions<br />right there in it<br />half bear half catSusan Kay Andersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16277139119869470939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-26583792844722452732012-07-24T12:59:26.415-07:002012-07-24T12:59:26.415-07:00I love the attentiveness in the last one, which ma...I love the attentiveness in the last one, which may well be your final look at all if you were on the receiving end of it. Gorgeous animal, and I'm now very interested to smell one. I attended the University of Cincinnati, whose mascot is a the bearcat. The campus, sadly, rarely smelled of popcorn.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-14089576631247745642012-07-24T12:46:14.053-07:002012-07-24T12:46:14.053-07:00I think it's that place where the diplomats ar...I think it's that place where the diplomats are trained to terrorize housemaids. (They scare Binturong, too.)TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-50131965211751660582012-07-24T12:26:58.314-07:002012-07-24T12:26:58.314-07:00Europe, what's that? The E.U.S. of A.?Europe, what's that? The E.U.S. of A.?Susan Kay Andersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16277139119869470939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-44259412702978412822012-07-24T11:56:39.714-07:002012-07-24T11:56:39.714-07:00Well, Zoos are what they are.
Somebodies always p...Well, Zoos are what they are.<br /><br />Somebodies always poking, laughing, saying Popcorn.<br /><br />Probably maybe the best part left now is the Asleep.<br /><br />(There was a vote here to eliminate the Malaysian pet Binturong on the grounds of the plastic bag, but I rounded on that view with the contention that being a pet is better than being an inmate... probably maybe. Also that's the only one of these Binturongs that has not been Europeanized. Counts for something.)TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-4133685709819580992012-07-24T11:14:32.740-07:002012-07-24T11:14:32.740-07:00Thanks for the dedication. I am flattered beyond ...Thanks for the dedication. I am flattered beyond belief. Now, I don't know whether to look for berries or crawl up onto a branch and spy down at the people, small as ants. Anywhere I go, there is fear--especially when I find I am not in the forest any longer but exposed and observed; a dish of water and some food. But, I guess I am in it with the others (for now).Susan Kay Andersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16277139119869470939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-14140477741029495632012-07-24T10:38:09.361-07:002012-07-24T10:38:09.361-07:00Huge paws press the branch
bear cat
wolverine
or o...Huge paws press the branch<br />bear cat<br />wolverine<br />or other mix<br /><br />crosses<br />my mind<br />crisscross<br />ready for action<br />asleepSusan Kay Andersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16277139119869470939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-87141393598554322772012-07-24T10:06:32.680-07:002012-07-24T10:06:32.680-07:00Steve,
Ah, sad! for habitat encroachment threaten...Steve,<br /><br />Ah, sad! for habitat encroachment threatens the poor beautiful popcorn-scented Binturong, <br /><br />with its bushy prehensile tail like a fifth hand, fully as long as its body,<br /><br />as in drawing of body,<br /><br />Swinging along by that great tail through the trees,<br /><br />leaping from branch to branch,<br /><br />rotating its head backwards so that claws grip <br />as it climbs down a tree<br />head first, howling<br /> <br />to announce its presence<br /><br />to other Binturong<br />there as then <br />now maybe, maybe<br /><br />not much longerTChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-16768230339466081842012-07-24T09:25:36.809-07:002012-07-24T09:25:36.809-07:00Tom,
Binturongs (on branches and at birthday part...Tom,<br /><br />Binturongs (on branches and at birthday parties) rule!<br /><br />7.24<br /><br />grey whiteness of fog against invisible<br />top of ridge, bird slanting to the left<br />in foreground, wave sounding in channel<br /><br /> atmosphere, remembered fact<br /> there as then at hand<br /><br /> done earlier, carried color,<br /> as in drawing of body<br /><br />grey white of fog reflected in channel,<br />line of pelicans flapping toward pointSTEPHEN RATCLIFFEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12339481653546188412noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-43052340796274011132012-07-24T09:19:50.250-07:002012-07-24T09:19:50.250-07:00I'll accept any form of torture -- just don...I'll accept any form of torture -- just don't touch my Binturong!!TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-3207879847724145892012-07-24T09:02:31.583-07:002012-07-24T09:02:31.583-07:00TOM CLARK’S BINTURONG
What’s that you say?
Been ...TOM CLARK’S BINTURONG<br /><br /><br />What’s that you say?<br />Been to wrong? <br /><br />I beg to differ,<br />Sir, no way <br /><br />This critter could have been<br />There—I see right written all<br /><br />Over its face, so better<br />Just get that<br /><br />Buzz saw out<br />Of the way.vazambam (Vassilis Zambaras)https://www.blogger.com/profile/14515165428574974933noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-58058675711661657382012-07-24T06:31:09.820-07:002012-07-24T06:31:09.820-07:00Curtis,
O heavens, I should have known there was ...Curtis,<br /><br />O heavens, I should have known there was one person out there in the animal loving universe who would remember that interesting factoid.<br /><br />And as a matter of factoids, here are the pertinent lines from the Draft:<br /><br /><br />Scent of Binturong musk<br /><br />reminiscent of cornbread<br /><br />and hot buttered popcorn<br /><br /><br />(Those lines were lost, as it happens, due to what I guess is called technical difficulty. The post suffered severe editorial excisions as a result of the phenomenon of incipient Blogger Doom, a condition heralded by swarms of Error Messages, banners saying Achtung! Halt! -- and We Aren't Kidding! As these developments are concurrent with similar developments in the temporal lobe where there remains a gaping hole from the auto hit, it may be that editorial concerns have been rendered strictly academic anyhow. I can only say right now that the little kid birthday party to which you refer sounds to me like the greatest party of all time. Yay Binturong!)TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-84503117224481376892012-07-24T05:36:39.698-07:002012-07-24T05:36:39.698-07:00This is lovely, as is the binturong. You fail to ...This is lovely, as is the binturong. You fail to mention, however, that they smell like popcorn. (They really do.) When Jane was still going to little kid birthday parties, there were many held at a wonderful place in Chestnut Ridge, New York called Outragehiss Pets. The binturong was our absolute favorite. CurtisACravanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00315707533118640284noreply@blogger.com