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About Joe

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I began my life in the South and for five years lived as a closeted teacher, but am now making a new life for myself as an oral historian in New England. I think my life will work out the way it was always meant to be. That doesn't mean there won't be ups and downs; that's all part of life. It means I just have to be patient. I feel like October 7, 2015 is my new birthday. It's a beginning filled with great hope. It's a second chance to live my life…not anyone else's. My profile picture is "David and Me," 2001 painting by artist Steve Walker. It happens to be one of my favorite modern gay art pieces.

Year’s End

One of the things I enjoy about living in Vermont and 1200 miles away from my family is that I can actually go out with friends and celebrate the ringing in of the new year. When in Vermont, a friend and I often go to New Queers Eve in Burlington. NQE is a mixture of drag and burlesque with a champagne toast at midnight. It’s a fun time, even if I’m not a big fan of burlesque. I don’t think I’d mind if more men were part of burlesque, but women in burlesque just isn’t my thing for obvious reasons. However, in Vermont drag and burlesque are often part of the same events, but I digress. It will be a fun night, nonetheless, and maybe there will be a guy who gives me a midnight kiss.

I just have to figure out what to wear. I’d considered wearing a nice shirt, maybe one in a silver/gray (something with a little shine/glimmer), and a nice pair of black pants. While that may still be what I wear, if I can decide on the right shirt, it’s supposed to be a cold night, so I’m also considering a black and gray sweater. My only concern is that the venue for NQE is likely to be very crowded and most likely overheated. Vermonters may not believe in air conditioners, they sure as hell believe in heat, which is understandable but can also be overwhelming. (The South is the opposite: often not enough heat when needed in winter and excessive air-conditioning in the summer). Again, I digress. Decisions, decisions.,,


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It’s Nice

It’s nice having some time off with nothing that I have to do unless I want to do something. I can lounge at home with Isabella and read a book or watch television. I’ve been content to do as little as possible. The only place I’ve gone all week was a quick trip to the grocery store. I’m not sure I’ll leave my apartment or do anything today. I just want to be lazy, and it’s nice when we get the opportunity to be lazy when we really need it. I know I needed some time to recharge in preparation for the new year.


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Song for the New Year

Song for the New Year
By Eliza Cook

Old Time has turned another page
    Of eternity and truth;
He reads with a warning voice to age,
    And whispers a lesson to youth.
A year has fled o’er heart and head
    Since last the yule log burnt;
And we have a task to closely ask,
    What the bosom and brain have learnt?
Oh! let us hope that our sands have run
    With wisdom’s precious grains;
Oh! may we find that our hands have done
    Some work of glorious pains.
Then a welcome and cheer to the merry new year,
    While the holly gleams above us;
With a pardon for the foes who hate,
    And a prayer for those who love us.

We may have seen some loved ones pass
    To the land of hallow’d rest;
We may miss the glow of an honest brow
    And the warmth of a friendly breast:
But if we nursed them while on earth,
    With hearts all true and kind,
Will their spirits blame the sinless mirth
    Of those true hearts left behind?
No, no! it were not well or wise
    To mourn with endless pain;
There’s a better world beyond the skies,
    Where the good shall meet again.
Then a welcome and cheer to the merry new year,
    While the holly gleams above us;
With a pardon for the foes who hate,
    And a prayer for those who love us.

Have our days rolled on serenely free
    From sorrow’s dim alloy?
Do we still possess the gifts that bless
    And fill our souls with joy?
Are the creatures dear still clinging near?
    Do we hear loved voices come?
Do we gaze on eyes whose glances shed
    A halo round our home?
Oh, if we do, let thanks be pour’d
    To Him who hath spared and given,
And forget not o’er the festive board
    The mercies held from heaven.
Then a welcome and cheer to the merry new year,
    While the holly gleams above us;
With a pardon for the foes who hate,
    And a prayer for those who love us.

About the Poet

Eliza Cook was born on December 24, 1818, in London, England. Self-educated as a child, she began writing poems at the age of fifteen and published her first poetry collection, Lays of a Wild Harp: A Collection of Metrical Pieces (John Bennett, 1835), two years later.

Cook also published poems in magazines such as Metropolitan MagazineNew Monthly Magazine, and Weekly Dispatch, which published her most popular poem, “The Old Arm-Chair.” In 1838, Cook published her second collection, Melaia and Other Poems, which was well received in both England and America. It was reissued in 1844.

Known as a poet of the working class, Cook wrote poems that advocated for political freedom for women and addressed questions of class and social justice. Despite her popularity, she was criticized for the ways in which she bucked gender conventions in both her writing and her life; Cook wore male clothing and had a relationship with American actress Charlotte Cushman, to whom she addressed a number of her poems.

In 1849, Cook started a penny-biweekly called Eliza Cook’s Journal, which contained poems, reviews, and social essays written mostly by her for a female audience. She continued the publication until 1854. Plagued by bad health in the last years of her life, Cook published little; she died on September 23, 1889, in Wimbledon, England.


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Recovery

Having friends over for Christmas and cooking for everyone was really great, but I was exhausted by the time everyone left. I’m still tired this morning and plan to do absolutely nothing today except rest and recover. I hope y’all too had a wonderful Christmas.

P.S. My usual Tuesday poem post will be posted tomorrow.


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I hope you all have had a wonderful Christmas Day! Here in Vermont, the food was good and hosting friends was even better.


Merry Christmas! 🎄

Merry Christmas, everyone! Wishing you all the joy of the season from across the miles with glad tidings to you and yours this holiday season. May this Christmas season fill your home with warmth, light, and joy, and may the joy of the season extend into the new year. I hope your Christmas is full of love, joy, and all your favorite things!

🎄Merry Christmas! 🎄

True friends, close in heart, will never be far apart. 

❄️ Happy Holidays! ❄️


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