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Saturday, February 18, 2006

Untitled 6 (veil)

Their house was small
But homely
A quatrain of
Ill-used phrases

They commuted from
Dust to grease
Sex to grace
Lap to cushion
With a fine timeliness
Wont to abuse silence
Chaste in use of love

On Sundays they cooked
Cabbage and steak
And trusted the cat
To use good sense
When letting itself in
Through the cracked window
Repaired with silver gauze

Thursday, February 16, 2006


As the Thin Lizzy song says, "That's right, I'm a rocker"

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Happy Valentine's from Christopher Marlowe!

It lies not in our power to love or hate,
For will in us is overruled by fate.
When two are stripped, long ere the course begin,
We wish that one should love, the other win;
And one especially do we affect
Of two gold ingots, like in each respect:
The reason no man knows, let it suffice,
What we behold is censured by our eyes.
Where both deliberate, the love is slight:
Who ever loved, that loved not at first sight?

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