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poetry rat: Waiting
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When nothing much happens. And old men with blue eyes. Will sit stiffly silent. Deep in black forests. Armed only with expressions. Simple template. Powered by Blogger.
poetry rat: January 2012
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And bitter tribal fighting. The disappeared held captive. Yesterday with modest splendour. They killed another man they didn't know. And only one voice. That of the eldest there. Was raised in protest. On the mudflats of an estuary. In a blinding rainstorm. A ragged man in shackles. Was tried and shot in secret. By the moral guardians of a state. And dying of complications. Its land reduced to smoking ruins. Firemen played their hoses on the people. The spin of the story was ringing in their ears.
poetry rat: November 2011
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In a deserted scriptorium. Amid the dusty scrolls. Scratching his sempiternal script. With a dry quill. Onto the pitted parchment. Sedition with scrivener's palsy. May never grow less. The scrape and clank of shovels. The gentle rattle of shackles. Will toll the bell. I guess that was Buk's last job. His warty eyes blinking. In the blinding steel and gas. Jamming up the place. Say, you might read me a passage. From Buk's new book. The Last Night of the Earth. You'd like the feel . . . You who seem to be.
poetry rat: February 2012
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Another pull on the oars. It vanishes into the reeds. That is always before me. New Year at Rodmell. The sponge behind my forehead. Is pale and dry and rather dim. Like a bloody sun in a fog. Worked over with heat and yaps of dogs. Unlike the parson astride his saddle. Or the cold dishonest footman. With clear hard picture of human life. Where the whole world falls into shape. Poem for Jean Cocteau. It started at Stravinsky's Le Sacre. With five she-devils of terrible aspect;. It was then I believe.
poetry rat: April 2013
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POET IN RESIDENCE : Cows Awaiting Rescue after NZ Quake.
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Wednesday, 16 November 2016. Cows Awaiting Rescue after NZ Quake. We see so many terrible images these days of war and the consequences of war, and also of natural disasters like earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, hurricanes, and their consequences, some of which are almost unimaginable, that a sign of hope is always welcome. The above photo, printed in my local newspaper, was taken from a helicopter surveying a rural area after the recent 7.8 earthquake in New Zealand. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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POET IN RESIDENCE : "Liar!" "Spy!" "Nazi!" "Communist!"
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Saturday, 3 December 2016. The jinxed Austrian Presidential Election will, if all goes according to plan, finally reach an end tomorrow Sunday. Austria will in banana republic fashion undergo the scrutiny of election observers. The candidates, Herr Hofer and Herr van der Bellen, are from opposite ends of the political spectrum. It is no exaggeration to say they hate each other. In yesterday's edition of Österreich. Wolfgang Fellner said that the word "liar". Norbert Hofer (FPÖ) - 1.50 euro. The real worl...
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POET IN RESIDENCE : Visit Mars in 3D
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Sunday, 4 December 2016. Visit Mars in 3D. Grab your 3D specs and take a Martian tour! Note: only a member of this blog may post a comment. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Poetry rat - 40 poems. Bard on the run. View my complete profile.
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POET IN RESIDENCE : photos from an exhibition
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Sunday, 13 November 2016. Photos from an exhibition. Note: only a member of this blog may post a comment. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Poetry rat - 40 poems. Bard on the run. View my complete profile.
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POET IN RESIDENCE : Michelangelo's God in the Sistine Chapel
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Wednesday, 30 November 2016. Michelangelo's God in the Sistine Chapel. An ominous crack in the Vatican plaster. God about his business in the Sistine Chapel. 30 November 2016 at 15:21. See also Michelangelos Noah in the Sistine Chapel at zen my ass (sidebar link). Note: only a member of this blog may post a comment. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Poetry rat - 40 poems. Bard on the run. View my complete profile.
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POET IN RESIDENCE : Hedy Lammar - Inventor
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Friday, 18 November 2016. Hedy Lammar - Inventor. Http:/ www.women-inventors.com/Hedy-Lammar.asp. Note: only a member of this blog may post a comment. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Poetry rat - 40 poems. Bard on the run. View my complete profile.
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POET IN RESIDENCE : It must be true. It was on the faking news!
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Friday, 25 November 2016. It must be true. It was on the faking news! Note: only a member of this blog may post a comment. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Poetry rat - 40 poems. Bard on the run. View my complete profile.
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POET IN RESIDENCE : A Viennese Grave and a Google Doodle
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Friday, 18 November 2016. A Viennese Grave and a Google Doodle. I only discovered that Hollywood actress Hedy Lammar was an important inventor when I went to pay my respects at her so-called honorary grave in Vienna's Zentral Friedhof. A couple of weeks ago. There was a song and dance in the media when her ashes were returned to Austria from America because the authorities in Austria were refusing to allow the ashes to be scattered in the Vienna Woods. Does anyone reside under these baubles?
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When nothing much happens. And old men with blue eyes. Will sit stiffly silent. Deep in black forests. Armed only with expressions. Another pull on the oars. It vanishes into the reeds. That is always before me. New Year at Rodmell. The sponge behind my forehead. Is pale and dry and rather dim. Like a bloody sun in a fog. Worked over with heat and yaps of dogs. Unlike the parson astride his saddle. Or the cold dishonest footman. With clear hard picture of human life. Where the whole world falls into shape.
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Poetry During the Time. Thursday, June 28, 2007. A Poet's Voice XV. My soul is my friend who consoles me in misery and distress of life. He who does not befriend his soul is an enemy of humanity, and he who does not find human guidance within himself will perish desperately. Life emerges from within, and derives not from environs. I came to say a word and I shall say it now. But if death prevents its uttering, it will be said tomorrow, for tomorrow never leaves a secret in the book of eternity. Why do yo...
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