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No one listens to Petrarch.
He's an a plus ultra
& stabbed me in the first leg.
As we struggled to keep the ship from sinking
he stabbed me in the return leg.
More boldly he has gone
& stabbed me in the assarts.
I have left the Enterprise for good.
Now I'm the Captain of your ship
now I'm Rear Admiral.
My legs in the ocean or else they would be dry.
No one listens to Petrarch.
People are rowing away from other people
every oar crying "I want to touch you but I can't!"
Saturday, 29 May 2010
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"It’s a romance."
you've lost the best worst line from the freaky guy.
but 'realer' than
The Reality Street Book of Sonnets.
Not so - I've dscided to include 2 no. 50s - Ha!
You all OK down there - sleeping ? (!)
as delicious as a knife in the buttocks
2 50s!
I dreamt of the assarts last night. I dreamt that you converted a ton of hardcore-mainstream poets.
& yes, we're sleeping ok!
Harry, 'twas no dream I lay broad waking etc etc
Actually sounds like a nightmare
And thanks for the clifford tache pic - tiny & excellent - & for yr new address...
Hi Jeff!
Seven days into the Yard of June
And the clouds like fossil birds..
from the empyrean!
Nick Sparks
Ah, yes, you echo Spicer, too: "No one listens to poetry"
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