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Exultations and Difficulties
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Exultations and Difficulties: Four Prose Poems. Tuesday, April 5. Roles crumble, delve to a deeper set. Let the bottom fall out of books placed one by one on your knee. A no from next door, and the sob of a child, reality in the power of others, not what we are. Who was the first to put out his hand? Silence is an unauthorised gift. All kinds of monsters are possible, and new births with them. Ian Seed, 2005. For information about my poetry and other stuff. Click on this (Yes, this! What Was Still Is.
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Exultations and Difficulties
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Exultations and Difficulties: New Year Letters. Friday, January 7. A poem by Mairead Byrne. It is a long time since we saw you. The cold is terrible. John is engaged. God bless and best wishes for 1002. Do you remember "coby"? We had a laugh. Very best wishes for 957. Deb said to write you. You know what I want to say. What is your answer? The very best in 1604. When will we see you? Bring butter if you can. God bless and best wishes for 1371. Happy New Year from all at 41 and best wishes for 2032. What ...
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Exultations and Difficulties
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Exultations and Difficulties: PLETHORIC AIR. Sunday, January 2. A Poem by Luke Kennard. We all laughed at the decomposing clown,. But afterwards guilt sunk upon us. And we got smashed on the balcony. I had lost my left shoe in the blood. The doyen and her ten attachés. Scattered blossom on the divans. We were charmed by a famous puppy,. A dozen gold pins in her forehead;. A tendency to speak ill of the dead. The dead are so stupid,’ she said. An attaché took me by the temples and ordered,. This site is s...
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Exultations and Difficulties
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Exultations and Difficulties: The Play Is The Thing. Monday, December 20. The Play Is The Thing. I’ve changed my mind about presenting a special Christmas treat here. Pluvagnorn the King has summoned his Chieftains to a War Council in the throne room. All are dressed in furs and helmets.). Pluvagnorn: What word of the enemy? Scout: The enemy is huge. The enemy's tents are like a forest. The enemy's cavalry are like a storm. The enemy's spears glitter like a million stalks of silver asparagus. Cuneglas: K...
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Exultations and Difficulties
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Exultations and Difficulties: In Khlebnikov's Aviary. Friday, May 6. A Poem by Paul Violi. O you Cacklers, cackle away! O Cacklers and Cacklettes,. Arise, O Ridicules, O righteous Cacklings,. Snicker and snigger, cackle and gloat! Cackleladies and Cacklegents,. Greet the morn, O you Cacklers and Cacklettes! O you cacklishly contagious Cacklings! Splattering cachinnations, cackle every which way! Cease not, O noontide Cacklettes. And Cacklings cackle away! Cackle away all ye Cacklers,. Paul Violi, 2005.
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Exultations and Difficulties
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Exultations and Difficulties: from "Risk Assessment". Monday, August 15. By Rupert Loydell and Robert Sheppard. Quality with a silent E thinking path diversion. Rare intuition absent fair intonation absolved. Slinking past 'Diversity' rediscover and claim 'Identity'. Slide into serial thinking don't get around such many. Sick in sink. voices silenced. Luminous dance across the carpet Quantity with a. Roaring N refunctioning 'Inclusiveness' wrong-headed translation. Of Dada Qualia feed the imaginary fish.
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Fado for People in Strange Lands: Rouen 1431
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Fado for People in Strange Lands. Fado' [Portuguese: destiny, fate]. Fado is a form of music characterized by mournful tunes and lyrics. It is usually linked to the Portuguese word 'saudade' which symbolizes the feeling of loss - a permanent irreparable loss and its consequent life lasting damage. I'm often a stranger in strange lands, even in my home town Melbourne. From Fez to Lisbon to London - this is my Fado my poetry. Wednesday, 1 April 2015. Laudate omnes gentes laudate dominum.'. Worn and made old.
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Fado for People in Strange Lands: ‘Agapanthus chime’
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Fado for People in Strange Lands. Fado' [Portuguese: destiny, fate]. Fado is a form of music characterized by mournful tunes and lyrics. It is usually linked to the Portuguese word 'saudade' which symbolizes the feeling of loss - a permanent irreparable loss and its consequent life lasting damage. I'm often a stranger in strange lands, even in my home town Melbourne. From Fez to Lisbon to London - this is my Fado my poetry. Saturday, 19 May 2012. 8216;Agapanthus chime’. Flash the colours of summer days.
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Fado for People in Strange Lands: He is bearded and at the Bar
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Fado for People in Strange Lands. Fado' [Portuguese: destiny, fate]. Fado is a form of music characterized by mournful tunes and lyrics. It is usually linked to the Portuguese word 'saudade' which symbolizes the feeling of loss - a permanent irreparable loss and its consequent life lasting damage. I'm often a stranger in strange lands, even in my home town Melbourne. From Fez to Lisbon to London - this is my Fado my poetry. Saturday, 24 January 2015. He is bearded and at the Bar. The up and down thrust.
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One Small Stride
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The online poetry world of Manchester's Mark Abraham. Held Aloft in His Timber Fingers. Hallo, Everybody,. For my second book on-line, entitled Held Aloft in His Timber Fingers. I have chosen 33 poems about Wales. For those who don't speak Welsh they are all in English, but I hope there is something for everyone! You can view and download by using the link above. Best wishes and may you enjoy what you find! 4 April 2016 at 13:10. Asian wedding videography london. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Minou...
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