Failed Poet
And so, as the loser, I had to pay for dinner — but
that’s all right, it was my favorite Italian restaurant, one
where they make the caesar salad right at the table for you, and
the veal medallions are s-o-o-o-o g-o-o-o-d, I could go on-and-on
about them, how I love those Italian medallions, with tiny onions,
the Italian medallions with scallions …. …
It <SlaughterHouse 5> doesn’t tell us how to get to the planet Tralfamadore, but it does tell us how to …
i’m a little cranky this morning
it’s so early and my rest was uneasy
i seek inspiration on the web
but find irritation, instead with tanka
about tanka …
The Circumlocution Office was (as everybody knows without being told) the most important Department under Government. No public business of any kind could possibly be done at any time without the acquiescence of the Circumlocution Office. Its finger was in the largest public pie, and in the smallest public tart. It was equally impossible to do the plainest right and to undo the plainest wrong without the express authority of the Circumlocution Office. If another Gunpowder Plot had been discovered half an hour before the lighting of the match, nobody would have been justified in saving the parliament until there had been half a score of boards, half a bushel of minutes, several sacks of official memoranda, and a family-vault full of ungrammatical correspondence, on the part of the Circumlocution Office.
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Programming has its own sense of minimalist aesthetics, born of the imperative to create software that doesn’t take up much space and doesn’t take long to execute. Coders seek to express their intentions in the fewest number of commands; William Carlos Williams, with his sparse style and simple, iconic images, would appreciate that. …
There was an old miller from the old country
who failed to deliver but had effront’ry
to say “My wheels grind slow but fine”.
WELL! Pardon me, if I’m not out-of-line
what-in-the-name-of-ever’thin’-zats-holy-
about-our-democracy just happened?
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not ever’one can bear bare reality
in black-&-white, cross-footed, balanced totals
a mirror that does not flatter, nor insult
a Rorschach test
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so while looking for something else, i came across this bag o’shells – namely array # 23839 from page 51 of …
“During the Vietnam War, every respectable artist in this country was against the war. It was like a laser beam. …
O Immortal Inevitability!
See me off to a pauper’s grave – like Mozart —
no mourners nor unnecessary cost,
no time or effort lost
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