Between my finger and my thumb
The squat pen rests.
I am digging.
bowing with many thanks to Seamus Heaney (13 April 1939 – 30 August 2013)
Friday, August 30, 2013
I have not many words
Labels:
literature,
Poetry,
Seamus Heaney
Thursday, August 29, 2013
Laughing Lhursday*
Despite being busy with proof-reading his 1669 pages short opus magnum "Pre-Assyrian Philately in a Nutshell" my friend Tetrapilotomos – after all – gave 15 minutes of his precious time to invent a wormhole. Obviously. The evidence – thanks to Ashley Lily Scarlett – is to be found in a courtyard downunder. Just go, check, come back, and thus become witness of an unbelievable scientific seansation. Doubts? In case you have any question re this very fascinosum: Just ask. Tetrapilotomos will have all answers, easy to understand. |
* [For first time visitors]:
Typo in the title?
Nah. It's just that I would not let a tiny T spoil an avantgardistic alliteration.
PS: Ah, coming to think of it, the title of this post could get understood as a tiny bit misleading, deceptive, if not delusive, as it is – no more, no less – one about a scientific seansation.
Herewith it is changed. The new title reads: Chatting under the Hazel
Wednesday, August 28, 2013
By the way
How a windowverse in Jeating's Omnium became sparkling in Scarlett's Syncopated Eyeball: Here it's to be seen. A debut piece of Scarlett & Jeating, so to speak. :)
So, hop over, and leave your comments.
So, hop over, and leave your comments.
Sunday, August 25, 2013
When it comes to marching . . .
. . . Many do not knowThat their enemy is marching at their head.The voice which gives them their ordersIs their enemy's voice andThe man who speaks of the enemy
Is the enemy himself.
Bertold Brecht
Labels:
Afghanistan,
Brecht,
France,
Germany,
Great Britain,
Iraq,
Korea,
Libya,
Poetry,
Russia,
Syria,
USA,
Vietnam,
war-criminals,
warmongers
Friday, August 23, 2013
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