REAL MEN DON'T WRITE POETRY
Colonel Edmund J. Burke * GIVE ME LIBERTY OR GIVE ME HEAD *
Real men just reload.
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> That's for fags and women.
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> Real men just reload.
dont be a jerk.
George Dance
Soldier, there is a war between the mind
And sky, between thought and day and night. It is
For that the poet is always in the sun,
Patches the moon together in his room
To his Virgilian cadences, up down,
Up down. It is a war that never ends.
Yet it depends on yours. The two are one.
They are a plural, a right and left, a pair,
Two parallels that meet if only in
The meeting of their shadows, or that meet
In a book in a barrack, a letter from Malay.
But your war ends. And after it you return
With six meats and twelve wines or else without
To walk another room . . . Monsieur and comrade,
The soldier is poor without the poet’s lines,
His petty syllabi, the sounds that stick,
Inevitably modulating, in the blood.
And war for war, each has its gallant kind.
How simply the fictive hero becomes the real;
How gladly with proper words the soldier dies,
If he must, or lives on the bread of faithful speech.
—
Wallace Stevens
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> Real men just reload.
Are u nuts? Goethe had 5 Children with his Christiane Vulpius,
Schiller 3 chicks with his wife, Shakespeare 10 Ladys who cared for
him.
Maybe u never tried to make a poem.
Alan Harding
<1ebe4d0e-478c-450a...@p36g2000vbn.googlegroups.com>,
"Aquar...@googlemail.com" <aquar...@googlemail.com> writes
Byron had a bit of a reputation, too.
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