Quoted in the Grove:
He passes from lyric to epic poetry in order to speak about the world and the torment in the world through man, rationally and emotionally. The poet then becomes a danger.
~Salvatore Quasimodo
Writers are not here to conform. We are here to challenge. We’re not here to be comfortable—we’re here, really, to shake things up. That’s our job.
~Jeanette Winterson
I know no person so perfectly disagreeable and even dangerous as an author.
~William IV
EndQuote:
A great writer is, so to speak, a second government in his country. And for that reason no regime has ever loved great writers, only minor ones.
~Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn
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Posted from the Grove
50 Collective Nouns for Your Favorite Groups of Animals
http://mentalfloss.com/article/551081/collective-nouns-groups-animals
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Why cats hate water
https://youtu.be/VgnU-SMgf4M (0.47)
oops…
http://mentalfloss.com/article/563105/why-dogs-love-water-and-cats-hate-water
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Rubber Band Man (0.44)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1D7RXVnKcic&utm_source=CNN+Five+Things&utm_campaign
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Prewritten for Thurs 11/15 (6:00pm PT/9 ET): outfit, triangle
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@Writers Platform
Prewritten: bastion, project, lyric
~BarTalk:
broken promise
voice from the projects
lyrics of a common man
with nothing to lose
last bastion of truth
shot dead in the streets
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Urban Dig
Scavenge discard bins
Rescuing projectors
Film’s library bastion
Protectors of history
Recycled music and lyrics
And auld classic moments
Share the mechanics
Of memory in motion
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Dream #4
Projected love onscreen
Horny basturds celebrate
Bastions of the celibate
Do regret, yet still wait
Gonzo lyrics perfect mate
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Career Move
Sebastian at The Bastion
Wanted work at The Onion
Known as Rose for his prose in purple proposed
From the lavender lyrics in poems that he wrote
Unable to compete where every project was timed
He stayed where he was where everything rhymed
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Circling Life
Bastions of defense
Among the animals called Man
Teach the arc of death’s projectile
War’s learned art since prehensile
A warlock’s mix of blood and bile
A warlord’s plan all the while
A war-torn land led in guile
With seeds of destruction sewn
With a sky vomiting bombs
Filling tombs from empty wombs
Quoting lyrics from songs of doom
Lions dare the Lyin’ King
Wanting truth to be the thing
Truth that makes their kingdom sing
As promised in their prophesies
When all are known
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Her Highness
Protected, bastion bred, high on a hill
Hardened shell projecting untouchable
Fell from her wall, high and redoubtable
Hard imperial fall at love’s lyrical call
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lyrics of an age
bastions of love in their time
projects of a mind
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