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Language has to be beautiful in a way the world cannot be. (Hopler)
The world is clanking: noun, noun, noun. (Willis)
You think / I am speaking in riddles. But I am not, for // The world means only itself. (Warren)
The world is clanking: noun, noun, noun. (Willis)
You think / I am speaking in riddles. But I am not, for // The world means only itself. (Warren)
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5 comments:
Are you going to enter both rounds of competition? Must you read the work of a published poet? Maybe you could hit 'em with some selected verse by Tolkien Boy. Anyhow, good luck.
hullo, my dear. I miss all the poetry readings -- I am sure you were fabulous. All I need to know now is how am I in England and you're not here?
and happy birthday!!
I'm walking, sucka, or more like strutting. I'll read poetry to a room of 8 "artsy" people next year.
Not that I think you're making a mistake. You've already walked once.
My work verification is zebeod.
it's totally the cool thing not to walk for the MA. way to go!
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