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Monday, December 22, 2025

The Poetry Show: Afternoons

 

 

Enlighten Radio Presents

Afternoon From the Hill

 

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This is an "ars incarnata" fest in which divers poetical-like quarks summon enough energy to instantiate a PROTON, named Edna St. Vincent-MIllay. They gather on a hill above their town. Together a Celestial Town Hall is formed. From top of the hill, you can see it all.

Even, your own home.

Image is generated by GPT 5, Tree if life by Nefesh Mountain Band

Wednesdays 10 AM player.enligtenradio.org

Hosts: Janet Harrison, John Case

This Episode Recorded 12/10/2025

Afternoon on a Hill

by Edna St. Vincent Millay

1892 -- 1950


I will be the gladdest thing
Under the sun!
I will touch a hundred flowers
And not pick one.

I will look at cliffs and clouds
With quiet eyes,
Watch the wind bow down the grass,
And the grass rise.

And when lights begin to show
Up from the town,
I will mark which must be mine,
And then start down!

 

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The Last Stop Cafe: Dec 4, Year of the Bad Santa

 

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The Last Stop Cafe: Dec 4, Year of the Bad Santa

Mike and John in Gaza in Rare Footage from pyramid building times.

 

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Thursdays 10 AM

Hosts: Mike Cuccherini, John Case, James Boyd

Mike John and James Converse Upon the Past Before the 'Bottomless Future' Crevasse off the porch at the Last Stop Cafe.

 

"The coffee is free if you're ready to make the trip."

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This Episode Recorded Dec 4, 2025 at the Red Caboose Studio, Harpers Ferry, WV

 

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The last stop Cafe: Warning: NOTE Food Concern

 

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The last stop Cafe

Go to Other Peoples' funerals -- Otherwise they won't come to yours.

Yogi Berra

 

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image courtesy of Ghat-GPT5

 

Thursdays 10 AM

Hosts: Mike Cuccherini, John Case, James Boyd

 

Its over. The sex, political and otherwise, was disgusting. The name is forever banned in the Cafe. Once spoken, the customer is escorted over the back porch, whose bottom, is currently Unknown.

Our food has been subjected to advanced AI programming. After consumption, any of the above poison will be completely eliminated at the cellular and nuclear levels. You will feel instantly better -- if there is any thing left. 

Note the image you see is what OpenAI's ChatGPT5 sees when it reads Yogi Berra.

This Episode Recorded Dec 11, 2025 at the Red Caboose Studio, Harpers Ferry, WV

 

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Paris on the Potomac: Something is Broken

 

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Paris on the Potomac: Something is Broken

...And It Seems Permanent....

 

Paris on the Potomac: Something is Broken

 

Broadcast LIVE Fridays, 7:30 AM Eastern on player.enlightenradio.org

Images via Gemini Chat Bot

Hosts: Karen Valentine, John Case

Karen and John do: ICE Terror in Jefferson County. A Fortune for a Rib Roast. Bad Santa and Riders on the Storm. Something is Broken.

This Episode Recorded Dec 19, 2025 at the Red Caboose Studio, Harpers Ferry, WV

 

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The Poetry Show: Evening -- Star or Shroud

 

 

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Evening: The Guardian of Dreams Takes Note.

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A number of 'ties' for first place in the "greatest poet" category compete this week to find out what happens as the sun goes down. Some stumble; some look to the West; some await the stars.

The image is drawn by Gemini from the second verse of Rilke's poem below

Broadcast LIVE Wednesdays, 10 AM on https://player.enlightenradio.org

Hosts: Janet Harrison, John Case

This Episode Recorded Dec 17, 2025

Evening

by Rainer Maria Rilke

1875 -- 1926


The bleak fields are asleep,
My heart alone wakes;
The evening in the harbour
Down his red sails takes.


Night, guardian of dreams,
Now wanders through the land;
The moon, a lily white,
Blossoms within her hand.

 

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Thursday, December 4, 2025

The Enlighten Radio Poetry Show: Noon

 

 

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 Noon Time Gymnastics: Flex yr metaphors!

 

Noon Song

 

The intensity and diversity of poems on the them of Noon will surprise you: Emily Dickinson, Henry Van Dyke, Harindranath Chattopadhyaya, Teddy Macker, Daniel Gabriel Rosetti

Broadcast LIVE Wednesdays, 10 AM on https://player.enlightenradio.org

Hosts: Janet Harrison, John Case

This Episode Recorded Dec 3, 2025

 

 

Noon Song

by Henry Van Dyke

 


There are songs for the morning and songs for the night,
For sunrise and sunset, the stars and the moon;
But who will give praise to the fulness of light,
And sing us a song of the glory of noon?
     Oh, the high noon, the clear noon,
         The noon with golden crest;
    When the blue sky burns, and the great sun turns
        With his face to the way of the west!

How swiftly he rose in the dawn of his strength;
How slowly he crept as the morning wore by;
Ah, steep was the climbing that led him at length
To the height of his throne in the wide summer sky.
    Oh, the long toil, the slow toil,
        The toil that may not rest,
    Till the sun looks down from his journey's crown,
        To the wonderful way of the west!


Then a quietness falls over meadow and hill,
The wings of the wind in the forest are furled,
The river runs softly, the birds are all still,
The workers are resting all over the world.
    Oh, the good hour, the kind hour,
        The hour that calms the breast!
    Little inn half-way on the road of the day,
        Where it follows the turn to the west!

There's a plentiful feast in the maple-tree shade,
The lilt of a song to an old-fashioned tune,
The talk of a friend, or the kiss of a maid,
To sweeten the cup that we drink to the noon.
    Oh, the deep noon, the full noon,
        Of all the day the best!
    When the blue sky burns, and the great sun turns
        To his home by the way of the west.

 

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