27   EVENTS:   Jan 27 Newmarket, 7:30pm, StorySlam, at Crackskulls Coffee & Books   http://www.crackskulls.com/?p=290   Jan 27 PITA Wolfeboro  7 - 9 pm - Poets in the Attic,The Country Bookseller, Durgin Stables, N. Main Street, Wolfeboro; open mic ( (poetsintheattic.gmail.com  or 539-4472)  http://www.thecountrybookseller.com/       1/29   11AM   Borders Books, 76 Ft Eddy Road, Concord, NH   PSNH quarterly meeting Members Open Mic   mailto: poetrysocietyofnh.gmail.com   1/29   1PM   Borders Books, 76 Ft Eddy Road, Concord, NH   Tammi Truax will read   mailto: poetrysocietyofnh.gmail.com       1/29 Strafford,  6:00PM Hill Library Poets Open Mic  http://www.straflib.org/           BIRTHDAYS:   Jan 27   Dr. Thomas Willis, 1622, Bothnia;   http://www.restlesslegs.dk/download/History%20of%20Restless%20Legs.pdf   Samuel Foote  (1720 – 10/21/1777)    English actor, playwright   http://wonderingminstrels.blogspot.com/1999/09/great-panjandrum-samuel-foote.html   http://www.pgil-eirdata.org/html/pgil_datasets/authors/f/Foote,Samuel/life.htm   The Great Panjandrum   So she went into the garden to cut a cabbage-leaf to make an apple-pie; and at the same time a great she-bear, coming down the street, pops its head into the shop. What! no soap?     So he died, and she very imprudently married the Barber: and there were present the Picinnies,     and the Joblillies,         and the Garyulies, and the great Panjandrum himself, with the little round button at top; and they all fell to playing the game of catch-as-catch-can, till the gunpowder ran out at the heels of their boots.   by Samuel Foote                         Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart    1756 – 12/05/1791     Austrian composer    http://www.mozartproject.org/   http://www.classicalarchives.com/mozart.html                  Samuel Palmer    (1805 – 05/24/1881)     English painter   http://www.metmuseum.org/special/se_event.asp?OccurrenceId=%7B28321E9A-B028-4573-9594-FAA9C673D1F2%7D           Mikhail Evgrafovich Saltykov-Shchedrin (1826): Russian writer   http://www.jstor.org/pss/3020269   http://www.newworldencyclopedia.org/entry/Mikhail_Saltykov-Shchedrin           Lewis Carroll (01/27/1832 – 01/14/1898)    born Charles Lutwidge Dodgson, English poet and author   http://www.poets.org/poet.php/prmPID/78       http://rpo.library.utoronto.ca/poet/57.html       http://www.kirjasto.sci.fi/lcarroll.htm           Jerome Kern (1885-1945) NYC native, songwriter and composer   http://songwritershalloffame.org/exhibits/C67           Mordecai Richler (/1931 – 07/03/2001) Can novelist, journalist, and scriptwriter   http://www.thecanadianencyclopedia.com/index.cfm?PgNm=TCE&ArticleId=A0006823   http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0725006/           D[onald] M[ichael] Thomas (1935) English novelist   http://www.dmthomasonline.net/           Julius [Bernard] Lester (1939) Missouri-born musician, political activist, folklorist, educator, novelist, and children's author   http://members.authorsguild.net/juliuslester/bio.htm       Ilya Ehrenburg(1891-1967) Prolific Russian writer and journalist   http://www.ihr.org/jhr/v08/v08p507_Weber.html       http://www.kirjasto.sci.fi/eburg.htm       Virgil Suárez (Havana, Cuba 1962). novelist, short-story writer, and poet               PASSED       January 27th   Rev. Dr. Andrew Bell, originator of the Madras System of Juvenile Education, 1832 http://www.scottish-places.info/people/famousfirst1330.html John James Audubon, naturalist, 1851 http://www.nga.gov/cgi-bin/pbio?750 http://www.enchantedlearning.com/artists/audubon/ Sir William Temple (1699) British Diplomat, writer   http://www.nndb.com/people/492/000098198/   http://www.archive.org/stream/sirwilliamtemple00tempuoft/sirwilliamtemple00tempuoft_djvu.txt   from Ode to Sir William Temple VII   The wily shafts of state, those jugglers' tricks,   Which we call deep designs and politics,   (As in a theatre the ignorant fry,       Because the cords escape their eye,         Wonder to see the motions fly,)       Methinks, when you expose the scene,       Down the ill-organ'd engines fall;   Off fly the vizards, and discover all:         How plain I see through the deceit!         How shallow, and how gross, the cheat!     Look where the pulley's tied above!     Great God! (said I) what have I seen!         On what poor engines move   The thoughts of monarchs and designs of states!     What petty motives rule their fates!   How the mouse makes the mighty mountains shake!   The mighty mountain labours with its birth,     Away the frighten'd peasants fly,     Scared at the unheard-of prodigy,   Expect some great gigantic son of earth;           Lo! it appears!     See how they tremble! how they quake!   Out starts the little beast, and mocks their idle fears.                                                                         -Jonathan Swift       http://www.online-literature.com/swift/poems-of-swift/2/   Giuseppe Verdi    (10/10/1813 –1901)   Italian composer      http://www.cosmopolis.ch/english/cosmo13/verdi.htm       John Updike    (03/18/1932 –2009)     US writer   http://www.kirjasto.sci.fi/updike.htm       J. D. Salinger  (01/01/1919 –2010)  US writer   http://www.nytimes.com/2010/01/29/books/29salinger.html   http://www.kirjasto.sci.fi/salinger.htm       Howard Zinn  (08/24/1922 –/2010)  US historian   http://howardzinn.org/               SITES:   http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Dont-Play-Catch-with-Jelly/George-Jack/e/9781935706106/?itm=1&USRI=don%27t+play+catch+with+jelly   http://flavorwire.com/137936/required-reading-the-coen-brothers%E2%80%99-favorite-authors   http://www.archive.org/search.php?query=george%20sarton   http://www.wandajackson.com/                           BONUS POEM:   “Love Poem”   My love, we know how species run extinct, And greenest plants grow to fossils in time, Mountains go molten and run to the sea, That our careful ideas, all we think, Will be forgotten, that continents climb And drop, shift away, collide endlessly; My love, we know the universe must bend Until it ends, entropy will labor Until all is cold and flat, that stars close Across icy gulfs, suns crash. All things end. Do not wish our love could last forever, Or grieve that it is one more thing we lose, Only that we drive through the dark weather, Through the gray, through night, and end together.                                                                                by Ernest Hilbert