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A Mused (Part Three)

A Mused (Part Three) It was interesting to me to realize that the following quote from La Belle Dame sans Merci and the Aesthetics of Romanticism by Barbara Fass, a volume of literary criticism, could just as easily have come … Continue reading →

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The Church of the Redeemer

The Church of the Redeemer   She smiles history Changed now in the Soft age of her eyes   Robed silent she sits Above all the families God eyed children And veiled mothers Correct in their pews   A few … Continue reading →

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A Mused (Part Two)

A Mused (Part Two) The principle subject of La Belle Dame sans Merci by Barbara Fass is an examination of the titular figure, who must be, like the Femme Fatale, both seductive and dangerous, but, even more, to be unambiguously … Continue reading →

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Christmas Spirit

The Spirit of Christmas I totally believe in the spirit of Christmas – the only problem is that if there is a spirit of Christmas these days it’s an evil one. If you don’t believe me just go on down … Continue reading →

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No

No it can’t be she Who’s hardly here Who never remembers How can she be the one Who remains forever

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Bethany: Part Eight

Bethany: Part Eight Unlike the denizens of Archie comics, we at Pitt Prep didn’t have a Pop’s Chocklit Shop to go to. What we did have was Friendly’s, just another cookie cutter chain restaurant with laminated menus and other people’s … Continue reading →

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Xenophon Kalantiano (God)

Xenophon Kalamatiano (God)   "The hope of transcendence is in the romantic re-creation of the self through submersion in the unconscious and the ungovernable." – John Lahr     Neon the moon Maenads in a trance See Gorgo Breaking up … Continue reading →

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Quotebag: Found While Waiting and Bathing

Quotebag: Found While Waiting and Bathing (Dedicated to "Rapid" Oil Change, the United States Postal Service and my bathtub)     So mirrors will take into themselves The pure smiling image of girls As they test the morning, alone – … Continue reading →

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Flesh Pulse

Flesh Pulse (Henry Stahl)   Her nude thrusting body Bobbed into a back bend                   at the end That softened the plaster                  on the ceiling And at that moment The police wagon                  pulled up

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BULLY

O.K., I’ll admit it – instead of working on my ongoing essay or story I’ve been playing the video game Bully. Sorry, but it’s such a great game, probably my favorite of all time. What I like about it is … Continue reading →

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