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If Jack were only here.

Showing posts with label Poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poem. Show all posts
Saturday, January 12, 2013

W/o Comment

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Let not young souls be smothered out before They do quaint deeds and fully flaunt their pride. It is the world's one crime its babe...
Sunday, October 28, 2012

Tu Fu

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"There is a firm consensus," says A. C. Graham, "that Tu Fu is the greatest Chinese poet."  If he "sounds in Englis...
Sunday, August 05, 2012

The End of the Olympics

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I wish Michael Phelps long life and good health and an autumn surrounded by adoring grandchildren.  Meanwhile: To An Athlete Dying You...
Thursday, May 05, 2011

Prudent Enterprise

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No bars are set too close, no mesh too fine To keep me from the eagle and the lion, Whom keepers feed that I may freely dine. This goes ...
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Sunday, April 24, 2011

Caedmon's Hymn

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Now we must praise to the skies the Keeper of the heavenly kindom, The might of the Measurer, all he has in mind, The work of the Father o...
Friday, December 10, 2010

The Brits Understand "Snug"

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   On Julian Assange's British hidey hole: The Frontline Club in London is the kind of place where war correspondents and investigative...
Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Looking for a Poem (Updated: Found It!)

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For reasons that will be clear in a moment, I had hoped to post this poem back on Easter Monday. Trouble is, I can't remember it, and c...
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