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Sun, 25 Oct 2009 13:28:53 -0700

Some would have it that none of this formatting stuff works in V4, but once they've finished renting their clothes and tearing their hair, and returned to what they do best - finding out how to do beautiful things, with limited tools - you'll see that things have not changed all that much. Plus ca change, plus c'est la meme chose.

Granted, there *are* a few formatting bugs to be ironed out, but we know about those, and we have committed to fixing them.

Oh. And just for the record: I'm not particularly talented at this post formatting stuff, so you can expect some cracking examples from those who are actually good at it. As was always the case.

http://CH.stumbleupon.com/review/36589498/

Sun, 04 Oct 2009 04:28:33 -0700

The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling,
Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven;
And as imagination bodies forth
The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen
Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothing
A local habitation and a name.

http://CH.stumbleupon.com/review/33082152/

Mon, 25 May 2009 09:12:03 -0700

"I like to write when I feel spiteful. It is like having a good sneeze."

So said D.H.Lawrence, apparently. Perhaps I'll give it a go. I seem to have (temporarily, I hope) lost the pleasure in wielding the pen, so maybe I can use it to deal with some of the more negative emotions. Should I burn the page afterwards, do you think?

http://CH.stumbleupon.com/review/30872716/

Sun, 08 Mar 2009 01:02:00 -0800

Returning memories?
No, at the time of death
I'd like to see lost objects
return instead.

Avalanches of gloves,
coats, suitcases, umbrellas--
come, I'll say at last:
What good's all this?

Szymborska.

http://CH.stumbleupon.com/review/30701484/

Mon, 02 Mar 2009 08:39:40 -0800

http://CH.stumbleupon.com/review/30693461/

Mon, 02 Mar 2009 00:59:33 -0800

after the office-bound cars have left, the empty streets echo with bird song; their sweet sound a truer telling of the woodland displaced than the mocking metal signs.

Chestnut End, 2009.

http://CH.stumbleupon.com/review/30460690/

Sun, 22 Feb 2009 04:59:09 -0800

And the people who love me still ask me
When are you coming back to town
And I answer quite frankly
When they stop building roads
And all God needs is gravity to hold me down

http://CH.stumbleupon.com/review/29808347/

Sun, 01 Feb 2009 01:04:43 -0800

White Rabbits!

http://CH.stumbleupon.com/review/22479890/

Sat, 14 Jun 2008 04:15:31 -0700

Oh! See her move so right in her big baggy strides
And her golden top made of satin
See her wriggle her hips, take the almighty piss
This is Muriel the actor who's rapping, ping, ping

... Muriel the actor who's rapping, ping, ping...

... sing, sing

http://CH.stumbleupon.com/review/21809537/

Mon, 26 May 2008 06:22:35 -0700

What matters most is how well you walk through the fire.

Charles Bukowski