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Episodes

Wednesday May 24, 2023

The Sports and Comedy Attack Podcast -- Larry XL -- ”OK! Now THAT was Funny”

Wednesday May 24, 2023

Enlighten Radio Presents

The Sports and Comedy Attack Podcast

with host Mike Diesel-Cuccherini

Special Guess Larry XL

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Theme: 40 years on the stand-up highway -- some things are no longer funny.

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Friday May 19, 2023

The Winners and Losers Podcast: Spirits of Shepherdstown 2

Friday May 19, 2023

Enlighten Radio Presents

Spirits of Shepherdstown 2:

Shepherdstown Shares

Hosts John Case and Karen Valentine welcome Long Time friend and Shepherdstower,

Jan Hafer

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Friday May 19, 2023

The Sports & Comedy Attack Podcast - Special Guest Mark Matusof

Friday May 19, 2023

the Sports and Comedy Attack Show

Host Mike Diesel-Cuccherini Talks with

with Special Guest

Mark Matusof

Recorded LIVE Wednesday, May 17, 2023. The Sports and Comedy attack regularly broadcasts 7 AM on Mondays.

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Wednesday May 17, 2023

Enlighten Radio: The Storytelling Hour: May 15: Spontaneous storytelling

Wednesday May 17, 2023

The Poetry Show Podcast: Kindness and Happiness

Wednesday May 17, 2023

Enlighten Radio Presents

Poems of Kindness & Happiness

Broadcast LIVE Wednesday, May 17, 2023, 7 AM

Happiness

Jane Kenyon

There’s just no accounting for happiness,

or the way it turns up like a prodigal

who comes back to the dust at your feet

having squandered a fortune far away.

And how can you not forgive?

You make a feast in honor of what

was lost, and take from its place the finest

garment, which you saved for an occasion

you could not imagine, and you weep night and day

to know that you were not abandoned,

that happiness saved its most extreme form

for you alone.

No, happiness is the uncle you never

knew about, who flies a single-engine plane

onto the grassy landing strip, hitchhikes

into town, and inquires at every door

until he finds you asleep midafternoon

as you so often are during the unmerciful

hours of your despair.

It comes to the monk in his cell.

It comes to the woman sweeping the street

with a birch broom, to the child

whose mother has passed out from drink.

It comes to the lover, to the dog chewing

a sock, to the pusher, to the basketmaker,

and to the clerk stacking cans of carrots

in the night.

It even comes to the boulder

in the perpetual shade of pine barrens,

to rain falling on the open sea,

to the wineglass, weary of holding wine.

Jane Kenyon, “Happiness” from Otherwise: New and Selected Poems.

Kindness

Naomi Shihab Nye

Before you know what kindness really is
you must lose things,
feel the future dissolve in a moment
like salt in a weakened broth.
What you held in your hand,
what you counted and carefully saved,
all this must go so you know
how desolate the landscape can be
between the regions of kindness.
How you ride and ride
thinking the bus will never stop,
the passengers eating maize and chicken
will stare out the window forever.

Before you learn the tender gravity of kindness
you must travel where the Indian in a white poncho
lies dead by the side of the road.
You must see how this could be you,
how he too was someone
who journeyed through the night with plans
and the simple breath that kept him alive.

Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside,
you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing.
You must wake up with sorrow.
You must speak to it till your voice
catches the thread of all sorrows
and you see the size of the cloth.
Then it is only kindness that makes sense anymore,
only kindness that ties your shoes
and sends you out into the day to gaze at bread,
only kindness that raises its head
from the crowd of the world to say
It is I you have been looking for,
and then goes with you everywhere
like a shadow or a friend.