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Poem for Wednesday, Superheroes, Lewis Ginter Butterflies

Superheroes as 2004 Volkswagen Passat: A Double Sonnet
By Bruce Covey

The Invisible Woman is the windshield.
Mr. Fantastic is the wiper fluid.
The Thing is the tire.
The Human Torch is the spark plug.
Spiderman is the antenna.
Storm is the ignition coil.
Rogue is the crank shaft.
The Punisher is the exhaust pipe.
Captain America is the hub cap.
Quicksilver is the oil.
Rogue is the gasoline.
Psylocke is the catalytic converter.
The Hulk is the cylinder block.
She Hulk is the mount.

Mantis is the manifold.
Ms. Marvel is the muffler.
The Scarlet Witch is the instrument panel.
Iceman is the cooling system.
Wolverine is the hood.
Colossus is the camshaft.
Banshee is the horn.
Polaris is the voltage regulator.
Silver Surfer is the rearview mirror.
Powerman is the bearing.
Phoenix is the powertrain.
Emma Frost is the hinge pillar.
The Vision is the fuse box.
Black Widow is the brake.


My Tuesday was...well, pretty much a repeat of Monday, only with more Science Bros. and fewer bunnies (I imagine that the bunnies were there, but it was hotter and muggier and apparently they preferred not to be out in the sun). Plus there was more horrifying news from Nepal and whatever happened with that train in Philadelphia, which the news is reporting with no facts. I took a walk in the woods in hope of seeing deer, but instead I saw tent caterpillar nests. I have no photos of caterpillars yet since they haven't hatched, but here are some of the inhabitants of Lewis Ginter Botanical Garden's Butterflies Live!


The Flash began on a promising note, with Iris actually getting to do things before her boyfriend, her wannabe boyfriend, and her father all reduced her to making her decisions for her again so that three white superheroes could go fight a rather more diverse group of villains. Agents of SHIELD looked like it had a few cool things going on in its season finale (though I'm always wary when a man is redeemed on the grounds that his woman is crazy), but our second half was repeatedly interrupted by the news to tell us that they didn't have details about the train derailment but look, grainy dark footage!

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