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September 6, 2008
I enjoyed The First Movement by *xiooua for its tightness, depth and careful imagery, and also the simile in the second line: I left my lover on the floor,/ arms bent like a lamp cord.
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Literature Text
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I left my lover on the floor,
arms bent like a lamp cord.
He said to me things were
different looking up;
the ceiling was brighter,
my eyes were lit up.
And he sank into sand tiles,
his hands were raw and waiting,
and waiting.
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I left my lover on the floor,
arms bent like a lamp cord.
He said to me things were
different looking up;
the ceiling was brighter,
my eyes were lit up.
And he sank into sand tiles,
his hands were raw and waiting,
and waiting.
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Literature
You Underneath
You
underneath,
brushing the willow,
swallow many branches, while
brushing the willow
underneath
you.
Silence,
they hear the
scratch, the bark
at the back of your throat.
Scratch the bark,
they hear the
silence.
You
underneath
brushing the willow,
silence!
They hear the
scratch, the bark
at the back of your throat;
scratch the bark
they hear the
silence,
brushing the willow
underneath
you.
Literature
Swish-Cthunk
Today I went down to the Bureau of Words to trade in my autumn onomatopoeia. Usually I put it off until at least the end of November, but this year the squelch-thud of my boots in the mounds of soggy leaves brought me up sharp. I went home, gathered my dry snaps, crackles and swooshes, as well as the cheerful spthooshk of a water balloon left over from August and headed down to the department. The rain hurried down to meet my umbrella, an excellent winter sound for which I had no words. But that would soon change.
The stooped man at the front desk greeted me with a finger to his lips. "We're running the barnyard tests, so we've got to be v
Literature
No-one forgets a good teacher
"Listen to me or I'll break your legs"
- Steve Thompson
Dear Sir. Not sir. It's automatic.
Sorry Steve. Dear Steve. I'm fed
On seven years of autocratic
Tiffinisms: "genuflect
to teachers." Seven years' emphatic
Faire-sans-dire still in my head.
Dear Steve. Your style was more dramatic
you taught life and art instead:
Stoppard, condoms, mathematics,
goatee beards and Berthold Brecht
and Bigmouth Strikes Again, such is
what you gave us, plus the threat
of a half a term on crutches
for ignoring you. Dear Steve - respect.
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I like this one. Not thrilled about using "up" so close together, but I want that line.
I bet no one will get it. Ha.
I bet no one will get it. Ha.
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This feels scarily cruel. Gave me the shivers, but made me sad at the same time. Well done.