Wordgrove Post & Review

Quoted in the Grove:
A man who works with his hands is a laborer; a man who works with his hands and his brain is a craftsman; but a man who works with his hands and his brain and his heart is an artist.
~Louis Nizer

A fine artist is one who makes familiar things new and new things familiar.
~Louis Nizer

In an atmosphere of liberty, artists and patrons are free to think the unthinkable and create the audacious; they are free to make both horrendous mistakes and glorious celebrations.
~Ronald Reagan

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Posted from the Grove:
Birthday Quotes from the Platform: Happy Belateds, Grey

Greymane: a bday bred on hope an love is just askin for pain

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Greymane: there seems to be a slippage somewhere inside me

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Greymane: cos my handsomeness defeats my stupidity

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Platform Favorites:
This Week: Loneliness has a price

~Sheryl Crow: Callin’ Me When I’m Lonely   (3:25)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bGuwfpSg4eo

~Christian Willisohn: Blues In My Bottle   (5:33)
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCYY_YLVWFI_IZ51Eu6x9bgA

~Devil Doll: Bourbon In Your Eyes   (4:51)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=va3FY-i55bo

~Phantogram: You Don’t Get Me High Anymore   (3:47)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jryzEU7WAlg

~Speakeasy Three: When I Get Low I Get High   (3:34)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=acb-js00c40#

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Prewritten for Thurs (03/23) @6pm PT/9 ET is: suitable, Saigon

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@Writers Platform

Prewritten: fault or fraud, rescue

~Greymane: untitled

I think she tried to rescue me some time before the storm
I felt her on the edge of where I hid
~set it all on fire when she tried to keep me warm
while she swore that she’d forgotten what she did
The fault was quickly painted by the reckless and the blind
They left her wounds forsaken and unclean
She followed every moment that a broken heart could find
and buried them in places in between
Deep beneath the murky earth with pain we can’t dismiss
e’re waiting for the shadow of the dawn
From where we stand together on the edge of the abyss,
The minutes eat the minutes ’til we’re gone

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~BarTalk: Last Call

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Impromptu: ageless, skyway

~Piffin: “The 6 Train”

This city is a harlot
In her molten, ageless gown
She cares not for our daydreams
Or our quick descent uptown
No trollies here
No skyway
It all moves underground
Station after station
Darkness
Lightning
Sound
Hot metal wheels on metal
Hot lips on lips mine yours
We kiss between the train cars
Gaily banging off the doors
She pulls us through the tunnel
With her screamhorn symphony
She races us through darkness
You and me

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~Greymane: A Not a Lost Llama

Llama on the sandy shore sitting in the trees
He tried to calculate the way to sail the seven seas
He multiplied the latitude and cyphered in the wind
He dreamed of ways to better days before the veil thinned
In seas of blue that swallow you, forever comes too fast
Don’t let it come and swallow you when freedom comes at last
He’d ride the ageless skyway seldom braved by braver men
with llama tree geometry to guide him home again

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~MissMerry: ku

Birthday skyway dreams
Dancing to songs made ageless
One day at a time.

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~BarTalk: two ku

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