The Dwarf Beneath The Mountain // Rob
Rafael Corazon
The dwarf beneath the mountain fears the light
because it once cast out his crooked shade
so now he speaks through crevices and cracks
that twist towards the world yet block the sun.
The dwarf beneath the mountain hates the world
because it does not love him but that truth
is far too painful even in the dark
and so he claims it has abandoned God
and since his one true deity is made
in his own dwarfish image from the night
it has no time for simple charity
and it cannot forgive the joyful day.
The dwarf pretends to be an oracle
and hopes his endless venomed muttering
will seep out through the stones into the streams
and stop the breath of every single soul.
The dwarf beneath the mountain is a fool
for even if he closed all other eyes
he still could never walk outside for fear
of being seen by some abandoned mirror.
Rob
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Sullivan the Poet
Amadeus Jinn
"Sullivan the Poet" <sulliv...@btconnect.com> wrote in message news:1190730048.8...@d55g2000hsg.googlegroups.com...
> I liked this... A lot. VERY clever work...
Really? Why? For example, I could easily tell you
numerous reasons that it isn't clever at all, but simply
the frustration of failure.
I thought it expressed the same stunted repression that rob
always puts in his posts. Perhaps there are a lot of twisted,
Poor robs out there.
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George Dance
Substitute one word - "Jew" for "dwarf" - and this would pass for a
Joseph Goebbels rant (except for the line breaks, of course).
Sullivan the Poet
>
> - Show quoted text -
Are you and I reading the same poem George? I don't see that in it at
all. I was reading a diatribe against religious fundamentalism!
Perhaps the author would be so good as share his train of thought with
us... ?
Rob
George Dance <george...@yahoo.ca> writes
or Tom
or perhaps just
the Usual Predictable Fuckwits.
By the way, did you find all those "about" posts yet?
And do please post the quotes from the Goebbels rants that cite "simple
charity".
Thought not on both counts.
The Daddy's House pome was shite - get over it, moron.
Rob
(with the fish in the barrel, it seems like a waste of bait)
--
Rob Evans
When I see a swine
I reach for 45-calibre pearls.
George Dance
wrote:
Oh, perhaps. Perhaps the dwarf is even supposed to be Osama, in which
case I'd be cheering on the hate as much as anyone. But at least we
agree that that it is merely a diatribe or rant; which I'd say gives
it no more literary value than a comprable Goebbels piece.
> Perhaps the author would be so good as share his train of thought
> with us... ?
Oh, he has; he's already suggested that I'm the "dwarf."<snicker>
George Dance
> In message <1190739050.633031.157...@g4g2000hsf.googlegroups.com>,
> George Dance <georgedanc...@yahoo.ca> writes
or Vera
or Dafydd
or VizantOr
etc.
Then it would pass for a normal Rob Evans post.
> or perhaps just
>
> the Usual Predictable Fuckwits.
>
> By the way, did you find all those "about" posts yet?
>
BTW, are you trying to change the subject?
> And do please post the quotes from the Goebbels rants that cite "simple
> charity".
>
Sure. "HE has no time for simple charity." That was a hoot, in
context.
> Thought not on both counts.
>
> The Daddy's House pome was shite
In one person's opiniion. So is "Jewish Dwarf Beneath the Mountain",
by at least the same number.
> - get over it, moron.
>
You're the one who keeps bringing it up, fool.
Sherrie Lee
"Gee (George), I don't think there is a dwarf in this movie."
-- Gloria Mundy
_Foul Play_
---
Speaking of ... this is reality TV, have you seen it?
http://tlc.discovery.com/fansites/lpbw/lpbw.html
It's fun if you'd like being a fly on their wall.
George Dance
"Don't Crush that Dwarf,
Hand Me the Pliers."
- The Firesign Theater
> ---
>
> Speaking of ... this is reality TV, have you seen it?
>
> http://tlc.discovery.com/fansites/lpbw/lpbw.html
>
> It's fun if you'd like being a fly on their wall.
Reality TV? Once a week I breathe a silent prayer of thanks to Anthony
Zuiker for freeing my home from the clutches of reality TV. Never
again.
Rob
George Dance <george...@yahoo.ca> writes
I.e. You haven't the faintest fucken idea what you're trying to say.
No change there then.
>
>
>> Thought not on both counts.
>>
>> The Daddy's House pome was shite
>
>
>In one person's opiniion. So is "Jewish Dwarf Beneath the Mountain",
>by at least the same number.
>
Ah so Vera, Vizant, Georgie, Tom, Davy etc. are all Jewish Dwarves by
your critical analysis?
Do try reading your first drivel before adding your second drivel.
Rob
Rob
George Dance <george...@yahoo.ca> writes
unworthy pieces, we can safely assume that you similarly dismiss the
tradition of polemics exemplified by such as Auden, Shelley, Byron,
Pope, Dorothy Parker and, oh yes, Shakespeare.
Do please continue to demonstrate your Vera-like fuckwitted critical
faculties.
Rob
--
Rob Evans
When I see a swine
I reach for 45-calibre pearls.
--
Sherrie Lee
Oh yeah. Support the writers. I agree. I feel like this is going to
sound snotty so I'm trying to keep that tone out of what I'm about to
say. I don't want it to sound snotty, but I can see how it could be
taken that way.
On the one hand, Reality TV takes a chunk out of the writers' market
(I'm guessing. I don't swim in those circles.), and it leaves the work
to the editors. On the other hand, The Little People are the authors
of their own show. The argument seems to need to address that which
defines Art.
A big hunk of it has be reflected in the editing. That's like Rob's
poem. One would have to wonder, however, if this "dwarf" type has it
in himself to edit the mirror. Then again, he hides himself. I don't
know why he has to be a dwarf except for syllable count and sound. Why
couldn't he be a hermit?
I love how "fear" and "mirror" sound together.
This could be a cute kids' book, but it needs to be more rhym-i-er.
George Dance
> In message <1190747825.793359.120...@22g2000hsm.googlegroups.com>,
> George Dance <georgedanc...@yahoo.ca> writes
Learn to read. I didn't say "all" rants; I said your rant.
> , we can safely assume that you similarly dismiss the
> tradition of polemics exemplified by such as Auden, Shelley, Byron,
> Pope, Dorothy Parker and, oh yes, Shakespeare.
>
Byron's, Pope's, and Parker's poetry shows keen intelligence and wit;
Auden's, Shelley's, and Shakespeare's, a masterful command of verse.
Your poem shows neither.
> Do please continue to demonstrate your Vera-like fuckwitted critical
> faculties.
>
Do I detect a hissy from a hurt ego?
George Dance
> In message <1190748237.661483.235...@50g2000hsm.googlegroups.com>,
OTC; it was you who suggested that your poem was a rant about group
members on your personal Enemies' List. I merely pointed out that you
were giving an incomplete list.
Rob
George Dance <george...@yahoo.ca> writes
>
>
>
>Learn to read. I didn't say "all" rants; I said your rant.
>
like yourself but you seem to be claiming Jewishness.
>
>
>Do I detect a hissy from a hurt ego?
>
anti-semitic interpretation, please feel free to read it with whatever
prejudice you experience.
Rob
(tolerance, tolerance, tolerance)
--
Rob Evans
When I see a racist swine
Rob
Dance <george...@yahoo.ca> writes
You merely pointed out that you thought (a contradiction in terms) it
was anti-semitic, you twisting little slime-ball. If you ARE Jewish
then I unreservedly apologise to the entire Jewish people in case my
specific observations on your mean-minded little stupidities have
reflected on them in general.
Rob
>
>
--
Rob Evans
When I see a racist swine
Barbara's Cat
> squeak
> frustration of failure
> squeak
"The project was doomed so I left."
- Tom Bishop explaining how he
saved Oracle from their ruin.
--
Cm~
Mousy Tom Bishop LARTed me
for "moronic harassment".
You can't see this post.
George Dance
> In message <1190757474.518933.3...@r29g2000hsg.googlegroups.com>, George
You lying fuck. I said that your rant was no different from, with no
more literary worth than, an anti-semitic rant. I didn't say your rant
was anti-semitic.
> , you twisting little slime-ball. If you ARE Jewish
Oh, fuck off. I've never claimed to be Jewish, either.
> then I unreservedly apologise to the entire Jewish people in case my
> specific observations on your mean-minded little stupidities have
> reflected on them in general.
>
LOL! I can imagine the "entire Jewish people" all simultaneously
saying, "So?"
pittt...@gmail.com
I don't know if he's Jewish, but Peter Gabriel supports human rights.
There's a ton of information floating around (everything but the talk
of Jews and dwarves ... albeit, I didn't work too hard).
Here's a decent site:
http://petergabriel.com/features/Peter_Gabriel_Biography/
I've been holding onto my _So_ CD. It's survived a good many years.
----
The director's commentary on the movie _American Psycho_ states that
dwarves were described in the book from which the movie was adapted.
Their roles were as caterers to investment bankers etc... during a
Christmas party in the '80s. The movie used Koreans instead of
dwarves.
I personally saw the movie as discrimination against the soul-less.
Perhaps how young men are wooed during their entry level and junior
beginnings, they are enticed into spending money on the very things
which were comp'ed, at first, is what is soul-less like drug dealers
and vampires; or, what's discriminatory is how young, white
'professional' males (and to a degree, females) are singled out as
being so superficial as to not have a thing inside to reflect -- they
reflect only the outside: Things such as alcohol and night clubs.
They do more than jump through hoops. They sit up, speak, rollover,
pant and look very cute until they have an 'accident' or chew up
someone's shoes.
The movie's storyline takes place during the '80s and Peter Gabriel's
_So_ was released in the mid '80s. One of the peculiarities of the
main character in _American Psycho_ is that of his reviews of several
music groups and songs of the time. He did not review Peter Gabriel,
but he did touch upon Genesis (IIRC).
_So_, if you don't have it, get it.
A medley:
... come on, come on, help me do
... I'm begging you/ red rain coming down
... there must be more than this/ it's only uncertainty/ that we're
naked and alive
... love, I don't like to see so much pain
... I'm looking out/ and I'm moving, turning in time/ catching up,
moving in/ jump up! I can land on my feet, look out!
... don't give up
... there in the midst of it so alive and alone/ words support like
bone
***
from:
"Sledgehammer"
"Red Rain"
"That Voice Again"
"In Your Eyes"
"This is the Picture"
"Don't Give Up"
"Mercy Street"
... respectively.
Karla
wrote:
Did Goebbels rant in blank verse?
Karla
Sullivan the Poet
> In message <1190757474.518933.3...@r29g2000hsg.googlegroups.com>, George
>
> - Show quoted text -
Rob... I would still like the opportunity to re read this piece in the
light of the author's intention... A few pointers on the sub text from
the author would be helpful.
George Dance
> On Tue, 25 Sep 2007 09:50:50 -0700, George Dance <georgedanc...@yahoo.ca>
No (which is why I qualified the above sentence).
> Karla- Hide quoted text -
Dennis M. Hammes
> The Dwarf Beneath The Mountain
>
> The dwarf beneath the mountain fears the light
> because it once cast out his crooked shade
> so now he speaks through crevices and cracks
> that twist towards the world yet block the sun.
"...cast down..." may be a little reminiscent of Milton, but he so
thinks of himself, no?
>
> The dwarf beneath the mountain hates the world
> because it does not love him but that truth
> is far too painful even in the dark
> and so he claims it has abandoned God
>
> and since his one true deity is made
> in his own dwarfish image from the night
> it has no time for simple charity
> and it cannot forgive the joyful day.
The structure of the sentence suffers to construct the (last) line.
/I'd/ use "and cannot well forgive..." (On a moment's thought.)
>
> The dwarf pretends to be an oracle
> and hopes his endless venomed muttering
> will seep out through the stones into the streams
> and stop the breath of every single soul.
>
> The dwarf beneath the mountain is a fool
> for even if he closed all other eyes
> he still could never walk outside for fear
> of being seen by some abandoned mirror.
>
> Rob
>
I think the "mirror" thing is a weak ending because he can also get
rid of encountered mirrors.
He can not get rid of sun/shadow.
The psychology is one that would say his shadow saw his deformity
(it reports it, must have "seen" it).
"Good Stuff, Maynard."
Tnx.
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Dennis M. Hammes
>
> I tell you
> numerous frustration
> failure
> stunted
> repression
> twisted,
> Poor.
>
Though this /is/ rather confessional tripe, it's much clearer than
your usual. A bit ungrammatical, but succinct and coherent.
Dennis M. Hammes
I really doubt you've ever read Goebbledygook, but no.
When We Were Very Young, the stuff was still in circulation, and
was studied for the obvious reasons. So were the photos of Belsen
and Herr Doktor Lampfschaden.
The winners' Pure, TrVe Protestant babies Expunged it all with a
speed that caused Santayana to put a motor on his coffin.
There's a fairly-famous pome much like this by Snodgrass or Rilke or
Roethke, (all three?) that ilk (postwar). But this ain't it, nor is
it really all that like; it's the psychology that's fairly common,
even makes a brief appearance for more lit'ry reasons in the
"Arbuthnot" and "Mac Flecknoe."
And even though you seem to think it's a personal slap, history
makes it more likely another well-earned observation of LTT.
____________
Dear auk:
Will the FNVW rule on whether the comment -- so out of the blue with
respect to this thread -- constitutes an example of Godwin's Law?
Or can a poasting history be considered in a case?
Dennis M. Hammes
Sul:
Nazism is a religious fundamentalism, agin all other religions as
r.f.s always are. George is almost right so far as he goes.
But he wasn't actually replying to the pome.
This piece describes a worse -- more fundamental --
fundamentalism, of which r.f. is only a pale shadow.
The object of this piece hates [human] being.
The writer has watched several prime examples wander through rap
and aapc over the years.
BTW, look up the word "diatribe."
Grief brought to numbers cannot be so fierce,
For he tames it, that fetters it in verse.
-- Pope, /Essay on Criticism/, IIRC; may be a misquote
Dennis M. Hammes
Congratulations. You've convinced me you believe yourself to be the
object.
Dearie, you ain't worth the weapons cleaning (erasures).
You don't even know what a "chip on the shoulder" is, which is why
you're wearing the grade-school version.
Again: look up "diatribe" and "rant."
Read the Pope.
>
>>Perhaps the author would be so good as share his train of thought
>>with us... ?
>
>
>
> Oh, he has; he's already suggested that I'm the "dwarf."<snicker>
>
Oh, hell. All that detective work, and the little boi comes
galumphing up to volunteer a full confession.
I.e., a definite instance of Godwin's Law.
Poor thing...
Dennis M. Hammes
>
> Once a week I breathe a silent prayer of thanks
> for freeing me from reality. Never
> again.
>
We know.
Dennis M. Hammes
If a baby takes a shit, that's not Art.
If a guest takes a shit in another's house, that's not Art.
If Dockery takes a shit, /that's/ Art.
jesus
fuck
how many times does he gotta tell ya.
>
> A big hunk of it has be reflected in the editing. That's like Rob's
> poem. One would have to wonder, however, if this "dwarf" type has it
> in himself to edit the mirror.
>
O wad some gift the giftie gie us...
This "dwarf" is not merely a genetic dwarf; the piece specifies
that he's bent, and sees it so. And, rather than editing, hides and
curses the light.
Roethke, my ass; by god, it's in the bible, too.
And this deceptively simple piece proves itself a little better
every time somebody bitches about it.
>
> Then again, he hides himself. I don't
> know why he has to be a dwarf except for syllable count and sound. Why
> couldn't he be a hermit?
Because the hermit takes to the cave /to/ edit the mirror.
And usually does so sitting in the sun in front of it.
>
> I love how "fear" and "mirror" sound together.
>
> This could be a cute kids' book, but it needs to be more rhym-i-er.
>
It'd take the voice of a Housman to do that. Most examples of the
subject, aren't.
Dennis M. Hammes
Perhaps you should have sent him some tennis balls, as even in the
very dead of the winter of his discontent, his are rotting in the
state of Alberta.
Dennis M. Hammes
Well, thank you, Rockefeller.
>
>>, we can safely assume that you similarly dismiss the
>>tradition of polemics exemplified by such as Auden, Shelley, Byron,
>>Pope, Dorothy Parker and, oh yes, Shakespeare.
>>
>
> Byron's, Pope's, and Parker's poetry shows keen intelligence and wit;
> Auden's, Shelley's, and Shakespeare's, a masterful command of verse.
How the fuck would /you/ know?
Ah.
"Well, He Said..."
> Your poem shows neither.
>
Ah, but it shows /a/ command of these things, and yours don't.
Green just ain't your color, Georgie.
(It shows up your deformities even in bad light.)
>
>>Do please continue to demonstrate your Vera-like fuckwitted critical
>>faculties.
>>
>
> Do I detect a hissy from a hurt ego?
>
Tripped over an abandoned mirror, did we.
Dennis M. Hammes
> In message <1190757125.6...@r29g2000hsg.googlegroups.com>,
> George Dance <george...@yahoo.ca> writes
>
>>
>>
>>
>> Learn to read. I didn't say "all" rants; I said your rant.
>>
> Which you seem to be confused about. Clearly it's aimed at troglodytes
> like yourself but you seem to be claiming Jewishness.
>
I think he's claiming you don't find George Goebbels to be as funny
as he does.
Ya know, had he ever read Goebbels, he'd have noticed the First
Rule of Goebbledygook right off: accuse your betters of your own
shortcom...
By George, I believe he's got it.
>>
>> Do I detect a hissy from a hurt ego?
>>
> Not really - if it's that important to you that the poem should have an
> anti-semitic interpretation, please feel free to read it with whatever
> prejudice you experience.
>
> Rob
> (tolerance, tolerance, tolerance)
Hell, he prolly thinks the phrase "sent him to the showers" is
anti-Semitic.
Dennis M. Hammes
> In message <1190739050.6...@g4g2000hsf.googlegroups.com>,
> George Dance <george...@yahoo.ca> writes
>
>> Joseph Goebbels rant (except for the line breaks, of course).
>>
> Or substitute George
>
> or Tom
>
> or perhaps just
>
> the Usual Predictable Fuckwits.
>
> By the way, did you find all those "about" posts yet?
>
> And do please post the quotes from the Goebbels rants that cite "simple
> charity".
>
> Thought not on both counts.
>
> The Daddy's House pome was shite - get over it, moron.
>
> Rob
> (with the fish in the barrel, it seems like a waste of bait)
d00d, it's a waste of Hoppe's.
Dennis M. Hammes
> On Sep 25, 11:50 am, Rob <r...@mla001.demon.co.uk> wrote:
>
>>
>>The Daddy's House pome was shite
>
>
>
> In one person's opiniion. So is "Jewish Dwarf Beneath the Mountain",
> by at least the same number.
>
We don' need no steenking /nombres/, faggot.
BTW, did I miss "Jewish Dwarf Beneath the Mountain"?
I really think Ida noted something so obviously controversial on rap.
Was it poasted to aapc, or what?
Dennis M. Hammes
That would require that he tried to have his first drivel make sense.
obpome:
There was an old Bishop, a dwarf
Who played Jew for his dom at the wharf,
And she prodded such squeals
That his legs are now wheels,
But he /still/ could not quite get it off.
(Use the East End Rhyming Dictionary.)
John "C"
"Dennis M. Hammes" <scraw...@arvig.net> wrote in message
> Dear auk:
>
> Will the FNVW rule on whether the comment -- so out of the blue with
> respect to this thread -- constitutes an example of Godwin's Law?
> Or can a poasting history be considered in a case?
Pinky Sue is busy playing "Dress-Up" right now but she'll get back to you
after Kimberly beats and bangs her ass real good.
Sorry for the delay!
Number One
Dennis M. Hammes
OOOooo... Dewey getta Lits O' Haet, dewey, dewey hunh?
Dennis M. Hammes
No, as even Dockery would *agree*, the pome is "specific":
The mean-minded stupidities are reflected only in the abandoned
mirror.
(Even under the aegis of rap, Georgie Girl is petrified by snakes.)
Dennis M. Hammes
In the world of Lit Crit and other politics, those statements have
exactly the same substance and intent.
In the world of language and other maths,
"is no different from" = "=", and
if A = B and B = C, A = C.
"Hunh," hell. Pay attention or shut the fuck up.
Sherrie Lee
[...]
> O wad some gift the giftie gie us...
> This "dwarf" is not merely a genetic dwarf; the piece specifies
> that he's bent, and sees it so. And, rather than editing, hides and
> curses the light.
> Roethke, my ass; by god, it's in the bible, too.
> And this deceptively simple piece proves itself a little better
> every time somebody bitches about it.
and it doesn't say the dwarf is blind, yet without seeking the mirror
in order to see, he is aware that he is bent. He saw what he took as
proof of this.
> > Then again, he hides himself. I don't
> > know why he has to be a dwarf except for syllable count and sound. Why
> > couldn't he be a hermit?
>
> Because the hermit takes to the cave /to/ edit the mirror.
> And usually does so sitting in the sun in front of it.
Hermit describes a behavior.
The dwarves in the above mentioned reality TV program sought out
surgery for editing purposes. The word "dwarf" is a good trigger word,
the point is probably any word, like blonde etc..., fits in the sense
of any reason to see something ugly in any one who is capable of
knowing ugliness is there and avoids looking at it to the point of
destroying everything and avoiding everything it thinks, that could
show him what's really there, it has omitted destroying. Even Hitler
took to hiding underground, until he finally destroyed himself to
avoid being destroyed by something else. You know, it's next to
impossible to say whether he saw himself as bent.
Probably dwarves would take offense at being compared to him, but from
what I could see in the documentaries, he had a pecular appearance. In
some cases it starts with measuring stuff.
George Dance
Why would that matter? The "dwarf" is clearly just a fantasy of the
author.
> Dearie, you ain't worth the weapons cleaning (erasures).
> You don't even know what a "chip on the shoulder" is, which is why
> you're wearing the grade-school version.
>
My, my; rewrite that in end-stopped blank verse, and you can pretend
that you wrote a poem, too.
> Again: look up "diatribe" and "rant."
> Read the Pope.
>
>
>
> >>Perhaps the author would be so good as share his train of thought
> >>with us... ?
>
> > Oh, he has; he's already suggested that I'm the "dwarf."<snicker>
>
> Oh, hell. All that detective work, and the little boi comes
> galumphing up to volunteer a full confession.
Indeed, that's what He Said:
"Clearly it's aimed at troglodytes like yourself"
http://groups.google.ca/group/alt.arts.poetry.comments/msg/b81342d67a030531
"I unreservedly apologise to the entire Jewish people in case my
specific observations on your mean-minded little stupidities have
reflected on them in general."
http://groups.google.ca/group/alt.arts.poetry.comments/msg/0cd66106a2edc780
> I.e., a definite instance of Godwin's Law.
> Poor thing...
>
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Amadeus Jinn
"George Dance" <george...@yahoo.ca> wrote in message news:1190748237.6...@50g2000hsm.googlegroups.com...
>
> You're the one who keeps bringing it up, fool.
:)
Have fun, George. :)
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George Dance
> Rafael Corazon wrote:
> > The Dwarf Beneath The Mountain
>
> > The dwarf beneath the mountain fears the light
> > because it once cast out his crooked shade
> > so now he speaks through crevices and cracks
> > that twist towards the world yet block the sun.
>
> "...cast down..." may be a little reminiscent of Milton, but he so
> thinks of himself, no?
>
You might have been thinking of Milton; you certainly weren't reading
Rob's effort, since "cast down" doesn't appear anywhere in it.
>
> > The dwarf beneath the mountain hates the world
> > because it does not love him but that truth
> > is far too painful even in the dark
> > and so he claims it has abandoned God
>
> > and since his one true deity is made
> > in his own dwarfish image from the night
> > it has no time for simple charity
> > and it cannot forgive the joyful day.
>
> The structure of the sentence suffers to construct the (last) line.
> /I'd/ use "and cannot well forgive..." (On a moment's thought.)
>
Oh, bullshit. You'd have used: "and has to fornicate Will Dockery."
>
> > The dwarf pretends to be an oracle
> > and hopes his endless venomed muttering
> > will seep out through the stones into the streams
> > and stop the breath of every single soul.
>
> > The dwarf beneath the mountain is a fool
> > for even if he closed all other eyes
> > he still could never walk outside for fear
> > of being seen by some abandoned mirror.
>
> > Rob
>
> I think the "mirror" thing is a weak ending because he can also get
> rid of encountered mirrors.
"Mirror" has to be there, to rhyme with "fear." In this sort of
imitation of, "oh, yes, Shakespeare" (as the author put it), a
concluding couplet is de rigeur.
> He can not get rid of sun/shadow.
> The psychology is one that would say his shadow saw his deformity
> (it reports it, must have "seen" it).
>
No, nothing reports any of it; it's all the speaker's idea of the
dwarf. It doesn't even matter whether there really is a dwarf; the
dwarf the speaker imagines is merely a reification of his own hate.
Dennis M. Hammes
The "dwarf," dear boi, is a "common" (not "ballad") lit'ry /symbol/
in circulation in various languages and Kulchurs for at least three
millenia.
Or do you think Alberich is just a fantasy of Wagner's?
>
>> Dearie, you ain't worth the weapons cleaning (erasures).
>> You don't even know what a "chip on the shoulder" is, which is why
>>you're wearing the grade-school version.
>>
>
>
>
> My, my; rewrite that in end-stopped blank verse, and you can pretend
> that you wrote a poem, too.
>
"Sneezing, my lover approaches!"
>
>>Again: look up "diatribe" and "rant."
>> Read the Pope.
>>
>>
>>
>>
>>>>Perhaps the author would be so good as share his train of thought
>>>>with us... ?
>>
>>>Oh, he has; he's already suggested that I'm the "dwarf."<snicker>
>>
>>Oh, hell. All that detective work, and the little boi comes
>>galumphing up to volunteer a full confession.
>
>
>
> Indeed, that's what He Said:
> "Clearly it's aimed at troglodytes like yourself"
In even the "common" (and "ballad," SYBIU) speech, it's "clearly"
aimed at "troglodytes," i.e., at a lit'ry symbol ("troglodytes,"
"dwarves") which symbol "clearly" includes "yourself" in the class it
symbolises.
This class action gas shell is a far cry from your whining claim that
it was aimed at you personally, but we've watched your little
fielder's mitt at work before.
Which is funny, as even Willie Mays never claimed to be so
important a threat to White Bois' Baseball that batters tried to hit him.
> http://groups.google.ca/group/alt.arts.poetry.comments/msg/b81342d67a030531
> "I unreservedly apologise to the entire Jewish people in case my
> specific observations on your mean-minded little stupidities have
> reflected on them in general."
> http://groups.google.ca/group/alt.arts.poetry.comments/msg/0cd66106a2edc780
>
sar'-cas-m, n.En.
1. another figure of speech George doesn't understand, either.
See, babykins, the "jewish question" arises solely in /your/
commentary, and not in the pome:
Dennis M. Hammes
He fired a lot of blanks.
And everybody ducked so hard and so long he thought he could start
firing real ones.
Which woke up somebody besides dwarves, who did something besides
complain about the noise...
Dennis M. Hammes
Tell him to watch out for the bubbles.
Number Six
George Dance
>
> >>Dear auk:
>
> >>Will the FNVW rule on whether the comment -- so out of the blue with
> >>respect to this thread -- constitutes an example of Godwin's Law?
> >> Or can a poasting history be considered in a case?
>
> > Pinky Sue is busy playing "Dress-Up" right now but she'll get back to you
> > after Kimberly beats and bangs her ass real good.
>
> > Sorry for the delay!
>
> > Number One
>
> Tell him to watch out for the bubbles.
>
> Number Six
>
Number Six? By the smell, I was sure that you were Number Two.
Dennis M. Hammes
> On Sep 26, 4:25 am, "Dennis M. Hammes" <scrawlm...@arvig.net> wrote:
>
>>Rafael Corazon wrote:
>>
>>>The Dwarf Beneath The Mountain
>>
>>>The dwarf beneath the mountain fears the light
>>>because it once cast out his crooked shade
>>>so now he speaks through crevices and cracks
>>>that twist towards the world yet block the sun.
>>
>>"...cast down..." may be a little reminiscent of Milton, but he so
>>thinks of himself, no?
>>
>
>
>
> You might have been thinking of Milton; you certainly weren't reading
> Rob's effort, since "cast down" doesn't appear anywhere in it.
>
Try to have your "reading" make sense.
I suggest -- and precomment on the use of -- "cast down" for "cast
out," esp. since the sun casts shadows "down" rather than "out."
If you knew anything about poetry /or/ crit, you'da knowed thet.
And what makes you think I'm commenting on /you/ any more than the
pome is? I actually had someone quite else in mind, someone a lot
more Famous than you even in these pages.
But here you come galumphing with your little catcher's mitt
/again/, trying to catch a gas shell just so you can claim to be so
important a pest you were "shot at with a 155mm" (when it's really in
the class of a can of Flit! tossed as a Hail Mary pass, i.e., one
that has no designated receiver).
>
>>>The dwarf beneath the mountain hates the world
>>>because it does not love him but that truth
>>>is far too painful even in the dark
>>>and so he claims it has abandoned God
>>
>>>and since his one true deity is made
>>>in his own dwarfish image from the night
>>>it has no time for simple charity
>>>and it cannot forgive the joyful day.
>>
>>The structure of the sentence suffers to construct the (last) line.
>> /I'd/ use "and cannot well forgive..." (On a moment's thought.)
>>
>
>
>
> Oh, bullshit. You'd have used: "and has to fornicate Will Dockery."
>
I really don't understand your desperate passion to fuck Will Dockery
/or/ why you hafta inject it into my crits, but I put it here the way
I'd put it anywhere.
You're the one who hasta use the phoney highfalutin' constructions
to inflate your little efforts.
As for fucking Dockery, just scoop up a wad of your own shit and
stuff it. It's at least as warm, and prolly has better moves.
>
>>>The dwarf pretends to be an oracle
>>>and hopes his endless venomed muttering
>>>will seep out through the stones into the streams
>>>and stop the breath of every single soul.
>>
>>>The dwarf beneath the mountain is a fool
>>>for even if he closed all other eyes
>>>he still could never walk outside for fear
>>>of being seen by some abandoned mirror.
>>
>>>Rob
>>
>>I think the "mirror" thing is a weak ending because he can also get
>>rid of encountered mirrors.
>
>
> "Mirror" has to be there, to rhyme with "fear." In this sort of
> imitation of, "oh, yes, Shakespeare" (as the author put it), a
> concluding couplet is de rigeur.
>
For there to be a "concluding couplet," there'd hafta be others, as
commonly found in Pope and Dryden, or a larger form that routinely
concluded in a couplet. The "concluding couplets" in Shakespeare's
blank verse are /"Heroic couplets,"/ consisting in single
freestanding sentences (which the above is not), and those in his
sonnets conclude a form developed by Sidney (which the above is not),
and making use of that device (as the Provencal does not).
And in what dictionary does "mirror" rhyme with "fear"?
Duckrish, or Albertan?
>
>> He can not get rid of sun/shadow.
>> The psychology is one that would say his shadow saw his deformity
>>(it reports it, must have "seen" it).
>>
>
>
>
> No, nothing reports any of it; it's all the speaker's idea of the
> dwarf. It doesn't even matter whether there really is a dwarf; the
> dwarf the speaker imagines is merely a reification of his own hate.
>
sym'-bol n.En.
1. yet another lit'ry convention Curious George can't make have
sense to save his life.
BTW, the sun "reports" things as shadows; cf. Plato.
And /try/ to have your reading make sense if you do, as Plato's
really fucked up a lot of babies before you.
You could even legitimately call him a dwarf, as he's turned a lot
of seemingly-normal human babies into Republicans.
Of course, we can only see their shadows, so they might have been
born that way.
John "C"
Oh No, Art Deco is always "No. 2"!
This month in AUK:
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439 e...@caballista.org <~~~smells like dookie!
337 compu...@gmail.com
304 tho...@antispam.ham
296 snuhw...@netscape.net
257 ti...@iobox.fi
149 sha...@lart.com
148 a6ahly...@sneakemail.com
146 scrawlm...@arvig.net
143 mair_fh...@yahoo.com
Number One
John "C"
> John "C" wrote:
>
> > "Dennis M. Hammes" <scraw...@arvig.net> wrote in message
> >
> >
> >>Dear auk:
> >>
> >>Will the FNVW rule on whether the comment -- so out of the blue with
> >>respect to this thread -- constitutes an example of Godwin's Law?
> >> Or can a poasting history be considered in a case?
> >
> >
> > Pinky Sue is busy playing "Dress-Up" right now but she'll get back to
you
> > after Kimberly beats and bangs her ass real good.
> >
> > Sorry for the delay!
> >
> > Number One
> >
> >
> Tell him to watch out for the bubbles.
>
> Number Six
Dear Six,
I just hope the poor boy never forgets his K-Y lube or else he'll be
teaching frog studies "standing-up"!
Your Pal,
Number One
Rob
Hammes <scraw...@arvig.net> writes
are of unfortunately large diameter for him.
Rob
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George Dance
> George Dance wrote:
> > On Sep 26, 4:25 am, "Dennis M. Hammes" <scrawlm...@arvig.net> wrote:
>
> >>Rafael Corazon wrote:
>
> >>>The Dwarf Beneath The Mountain
>
> >>>The dwarf beneath the mountain fears the light
> >>>because it once cast out his crooked shade
> >>>so now he speaks through crevices and cracks
> >>>that twist towards the world yet block the sun.
>
> >>"...cast down..." may be a little reminiscent of Milton, but he so
> >>thinks of himself, no?
>
> > You might have been thinking of Milton; you certainly weren't reading
> > Rob's effort, since "cast down" doesn't appear anywhere in it.
>
> Try to have your "reading" make sense.
> I suggest -- and precomment on the use of -- "cast down" for "cast
> out," esp. since the sun casts shadows "down" rather than "out."
> If you knew anything about poetry /or/ crit, you'da knowed thet.
> And what makes you think I'm commenting on /you/ any more than the
> pome is?
Try to read what's actually been written. Where did I say that you
were commenting on me?
If you were commenting on me, have the guts to say it yourself, rather
than trying to put that in someone else's mouth.
> I actually had someone quite else in mind, someone a lot
> more Famous than you even in these pages.
As if anyone cares.
> But here you come galumphing with your little catcher's mitt
> /again/, trying to catch a gas shell just so you can claim to be so
> important a pest you were "shot at with a 155mm" (when it's really in
> the class of a can of Flit! tossed as a Hail Mary pass, i.e., one
> that has no designated receiver).
>
Evidently you consider my opinion of the poem important enough for you
to to write 11 posts spreading this silly story about how offended I
am.
>
> >>>The dwarf beneath the mountain hates the world
> >>>because it does not love him but that truth
> >>>is far too painful even in the dark
> >>>and so he claims it has abandoned God
>
> >>>and since his one true deity is made
> >>>in his own dwarfish image from the night
> >>>it has no time for simple charity
> >>>and it cannot forgive the joyful day.
>
> >>The structure of the sentence suffers to construct the (last) line.
> >> /I'd/ use "and cannot well forgive..." (On a moment's thought.)
>
> > Oh, bullshit. You'd have used: "and has to fornicate Will Dockery."
>
> I really don't understand your desperate passion to fuck Will Dockery
Well, that's a problem with your writing that's also a problem with
Rob's. When you invent a character and have him do things, you have to
give him some comprehensible motivations; otherwise you end up writing
cartoons. Rob's dwarf who hates whe world because he knows Rob's
right about his ugliness, or your "George Dance" who fucks whomever
you can think of, are both cartoon figures.
> /or/ why you hafta inject it into my crits, but I put it here the way
> I'd put it anywhere.
> You're the one who hasta use the phoney highfalutin' constructions
> to inflate your little efforts.
> As for fucking Dockery, just scoop up a wad of your own shit and
> stuff it. It's at least as warm, and prolly has better moves.
>
You do that? Interesting.
>
> >>>The dwarf pretends to be an oracle
> >>>and hopes his endless venomed muttering
> >>>will seep out through the stones into the streams
> >>>and stop the breath of every single soul.
>
> >>>The dwarf beneath the mountain is a fool
> >>>for even if he closed all other eyes
> >>>he still could never walk outside for fear
> >>>of being seen by some abandoned mirror.
>
> >>>Rob
>
> >>I think the "mirror" thing is a weak ending because he can also get
> >>rid of encountered mirrors.
>
> > "Mirror" has to be there, to rhyme with "fear." In this sort of
> > imitation of, "oh, yes, Shakespeare" (as the author put it), a
> > concluding couplet is de rigeur.
>
> For there to be a "concluding couplet," there'd hafta be others, as
> commonly found in Pope and Dryden, or a larger form that routinely
> concluded in a couplet. The "concluding couplets" in Shakespeare's
> blank verse are /"Heroic couplets,"/ consisting in single
> freestanding sentences
Not always.
> (which the above is not), and those in his
> sonnets
are irrelevant, since by no stretch of the imagination did Rob produce
a sonnet here.
> conclude a form developed by Sidney (which the above is not),
> and making use of that device (as the Provencal does not).
>
> And in what dictionary does "mirror" rhyme with "fear"?
> Duckrish, or Albertan?
>
I forgot your tin ear. Never mind, then.
>
> >> He can not get rid of sun/shadow.
> >> The psychology is one that would say his shadow saw his deformity
> >>(it reports it, must have "seen" it).
>
> > No, nothing reports any of it; it's all the speaker's idea of the
> > dwarf. It doesn't even matter whether there really is a dwarf; the
> > dwarf the speaker imagines is merely a reification of his own hate.
>
> sym'-bol n.En.
> 1. yet another lit'ry convention Curious George can't make have
> sense to save his life.
>
Try to read what's actually been written. I just told you what the
"dwarf" is a symbol of: the speaker's own real or imagined hates. The
speaker is the dwarf, though he doesn't seem to have the brains to
realize it.
Rob
George Dance <george...@yahoo.ca> writes>> In message <1190757474.518933.3...@r29g2000hsg.googlegroups.com>, George
>> Dance <georgedanc...@yahoo.ca> writes
>>
>>
>>
>>
>>
>> >On Sep 25, 12:50 pm, Rob <r...@mla001.demon.co.uk> wrote:
>> >> In message <1190748237.661483.235...@50g2000hsm.googlegroups.com>,
>> >> George Dance <georgedanc...@yahoo.ca> writes
>>
>> >> >On Sep 25, 11:50 am, Rob <r...@mla001.demon.co.uk> wrote:
>> >> >> In message <1190739050.633031.157...@g4g2000hsf.googlegroups.com>,
>> >> >> George Dance <georgedanc...@yahoo.ca> writes
>>
>> >> >> >> The Dwarf Beneath The Mountain
>>
>> >> >> >> The dwarf beneath the mountain fears the light
>> >> >> >> because it once cast out his crooked shade
>> >> >> >> so now he speaks through crevices and cracks
>> >> >> >> that twist towards the world yet block the sun.
>>
>> >> >> >> because it does not love him but that truth
>> >> >> >> is far too painful even in the dark
>> >> >> >> and so he claims it has abandoned God
>>
>> >> >> >> and since his one true deity is made
>> >> >> >> in his own dwarfish image from the night
>> >> >> >> it has no time for simple charity
>> >> >> >> and it cannot forgive the joyful day.
>>
>> >> >> >> and hopes his endless venomed muttering
>> >> >> >> will seep out through the stones into the streams
>> >> >> >> and stop the breath of every single soul.
>>
>> >> >> >> The dwarf beneath the mountain is a fool
>> >> >> >> for even if he closed all other eyes
>> >> >> >> he still could never walk outside for fear
>> >> >> >> of being seen by some abandoned mirror.
>>
>> >> >> >> Rob
>>
>> >> >> >> Rob Evans
>>
>> >> >> >Substitute one word - "Jew" for "dwarf" - and this would pass for a
>> was anti-semitic
>
>
>You lying fuck. I said that your rant was no different from, with no
>more literary worth than, an anti-semitic rant. I didn't say your rant
>was anti-semitic.
>
universe?
Congratulations, you've mastered Gobbels-speak and have become a major
contributor to the Duckrish Dyslexicon.
Silly man.
Rob
--
Rob Evans
When I see a swine
I reach for 45-calibre pearls.
George Dance
> On Sep 25, 3:51 pm, George Dance <georgedanc...@yahoo.ca> wrote:
>
>
>
>
>
>
> > > On Sep 25, 3:17 pm, George Dance <georgedanc...@yahoo.ca> wrote:
>
> > > > On Sep 25, 11:18 am, Sullivan the Poet <sullivanp...@btconnect.com>
> > > > wrote:
>
> > > > > On Sep 25, 5:50 pm, George Dance <georgedanc...@yahoo.ca> wrote:
>
>
> > > > > > - Show quoted text -
>
> > > > > Are you and I reading the same poem George? I don't see that in it at
> > > > > all. I was reading a diatribe against religious fundamentalism!
>
> > > > Oh, perhaps. Perhaps the dwarf is even supposed to be Osama, in which
> > > > case I'd be cheering on the hate as much as anyone. But at least we
> > > > agree that that it is merely a diatribe or rant; which I'd say gives
> > > > it no more literary value than a comprable Goebbels piece.
>
> > > > > with us... ?
>
> > > > Oh, he has; he's already suggested that I'm the "dwarf."<snicker>
>
>
> > > -- Gloria Mundy
> > > _Foul Play_
>
> > "Don't Crush that Dwarf,
> > Hand Me the Pliers."
> > - The Firesign Theater
>
> > > ---
>
> > > Speaking of ... this is reality TV, have you seen it?
>
> > >http://tlc.discovery.com/fansites/lpbw/lpbw.html
>
> > > It's fun if you'd like being a fly on their wall.
>
> > Reality TV? Once a week I breathe a silent prayer of thanks to Anthony
> > Zuiker for freeing my home from the clutches of reality TV. Never
> > again.
>
> Oh yeah. Support the writers. I agree. I feel like this is going to
> sound snotty so I'm trying to keep that tone out of what I'm about to
> say. I don't want it to sound snotty, but I can see how it could be
> taken that way.
>
> On the one hand, Reality TV takes a chunk out of the writers' market
> (I'm guessing. I don't swim in those circles.), and it leaves the work
> to the editors. On the other hand, The Little People are the authors
> of their own show. The argument seems to need to address that which
> defines Art.
>
> A big hunk of it has be reflected in the editing. That's like Rob's
> poem. One would have to wonder, however, if this "dwarf" type has it
> in himself to edit the mirror. Then again, he hides himself. I don't
> know why he has to be a dwarf except for syllable count and sound. Why
> couldn't he be a hermit?
Because a hermit isn't different enough. That's important because:
As I read it, the dwarf is like the Devil. A person feels anger, hate,
frustration, etc., and sometimes anxiety and unhappiness as a result
(as those are most unacceptable emotions, which can get one punished).
So he makes up or reifies some external thing to be the source of the
hate: a devil or a dwarf - that gives him an acceptable outlet for his
hate, as he can now hate it. The trick for that to work is for the
person to not realize that he's hating his own emotions, and for that
the external thing should be as different from the person as
possible.
>
> I love how "fear" and "mirror" sound together.
>
Yes, that's a neat effect. "Fear" and "mir" are the actual rhyme, with
the last "-ror" being a sort of echo of the rhyme. IIRC, Pete Townsend
used it in /Tommy.
> This could be a cute kids' book, but it needs to be more rhym-i-er.-
I think a kid's book would work better with an obvious-cartoon bright
red Devil ("that keeps me in this tourist town") rather than a
misshapen but recognizably human short person.
Rob
Sullivan the Poet <sulliv...@btconnect.com> writes
>On Sep 25, 11:19 pm, Rob <r...@mla001.demon.co.uk> wrote:
>> In message <1190757474.518933.3...@r29g2000hsg.googlegroups.com>, George
>> Dance <georgedanc...@yahoo.ca> writes
>>
>>
>>
>>
>>
>> >On Sep 25, 12:50 pm, Rob <r...@mla001.demon.co.uk> wrote:
>> >> In message <1190748237.661483.235...@50g2000hsm.googlegroups.com>,
>> >> George Dance <georgedanc...@yahoo.ca> writes
>>
>> >> >On Sep 25, 11:50 am, Rob <r...@mla001.demon.co.uk> wrote:
>> >> >> In message <1190739050.633031.157...@g4g2000hsf.googlegroups.com>,
>> >> >> George Dance <georgedanc...@yahoo.ca> writes
>>
>> specific observations on your mean-minded little stupidities have
>> reflected on them in general.
>>
>>
>>
>>
>> --
>> Rob Evans
>>
>> When I see a racist swine
>> I reach for 45-calibre pearls.
>>
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>>
>> - Show quoted text -
>
>light of the author's intention... A few pointers on the sub text from
>the author would be helpful.
>
I intended it to be about the kind of personality that hides in the
shadows, often inadequate, and with the feeling that personal success
requires others to fail. It's a type of behaviour which seems most
exaggerated in usenet trolls.
Rob
--
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Rob
George Dance <george...@yahoo.ca> writes
>On Sep 26, 1:21 am, Karla <karl...@sbcNOSPAMglobal.net> wrote:
>>
>
>
>
>
So, blank verse is defined by line-breaks?
Idiot!
Rob
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George Dance
> In message <1190803950.825611.136...@57g2000hsv.googlegroups.com>,
> George Dance <georgedanc...@yahoo.ca> writes
Yep. Change the line breaks, eg:
The dwarf beneath the mountain fears
the light because it once cast out
his crooked shade so now he speaks
through crevices and cracks that twist
towards the world yet block the sun.
[etc.]
And it's no longer blank verse.
> Idiot!
>
> Rob
> --
> Rob Evans
>
> When I see a swine
> I reach for 45-calibre pearls.
>
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Sherrie Lee
I took the voice of the poem to be the mirror who was there to reflect
the characteristics of the dwarf and who felt the dwarf would not come
out for fear of this mirror's (who was abandoned) reflecting these
characteristics.
The mirror said nothing about any acceptable feelings because it
reflected only that which it projected upon the dwarf as if the mirror
was some all seeing thing (which it acts as the omniscient voice of
the poem). And that's just the thing. It acts. It has to act because
so far as what is true is the dwarf has yet to allow himself to be
reflected in the mirror. The dwarf, the mirror alleges, will not allow
the light to be seen/to see, and later will not allow any eye to see
the dwarf. The mirror becomes powerful this way as it takes on the
role of a possible eye that is indestructable.
As I read it, the mirror wants the dwarf and has a bitter tone toward
the dwarf who, the mirror asserts what might happen, (if the dwarf)
closed all eyes. The simple charity for which the mirror says the
dwarf has no time is a lie. It is time that could be the charity that
the dwarf will not give the mirror. The mirror then calls the dwarf an
"it", making the dwarf the mirror, in the mirror's image. Time is what
is really being read between the cracks and crevices as the mirror
projects its own lack of simple charity onto the dwarf. The mirror is
unkind, and it can be projected that it will waste the dwarf's charity
through this unkindness.
The mirror speaks to only cracks and crevices during the night because
even the mirror does not reflect the light. Without the dwarf it
reflects only what's there. Itself.
I thought the dwarf could be more of a hermit because the idea of
hermit is something withdraws. The dwarf withdraws and the mirror
projects light. What is seen is not the truth but the reverse. After
studying dwarf I see how the mountain dwarfs this object. The object
becomes a dwarf via the existence of the mountain. The mountain cast a
shadow that the dwarf hides in. This is what makes it a dwarf and not
a simple hermit.
> > I love how "fear" and "mirror" sound together.
>
> Yes, that's a neat effect. "Fear" and "mir" are the actual rhyme, with
> the last "-ror" being a sort of echo of the rhyme. IIRC, Pete Townsend
> used it in /Tommy.
I got the fear/mir part and read the poem the best I could in that
accent.
> > This could be a cute kids' book, but it needs to be more rhym-i-er.-
>
> I think a kid's book would work better with an obvious-cartoon bright
> red Devil ("that keeps me in this tourist town") rather than a
> misshapen but recognizably human short person.
Like Rumpelstiltskin! If that's the case, I disagree.
Barbara's Cat
> Try to read what's actually been written.
> Try to read what's actually been written.
> I just told you what the "dwarf" is a symbol of:
George Dance.
--
Cm~
"Try to read what's actually been written."
- George Dance, belligerent as usual
George Dance
>
> > > > > -- Gloria Mundy
> > > > > _Foul Play_
>
> > > defines Art.
>
> > > A big hunk of it has be reflected in the editing. That's like Rob's
> > > poem. One would have to wonder, however, if this "dwarf" type has it
> > > in himself to edit the mirror. Then again, he hides himself. I don't
> > > know why he has to be a dwarf except for syllable count and sound. Why
> > > couldn't he be a hermit?
>
> > Because a hermit isn't different enough. That's important because:
>
> > As I read it, the dwarf is like the Devil. A person feels anger, hate,
> > frustration, etc., and sometimes anxiety and unhappiness as a result
> > (as those are most unacceptable emotions, which can get one punished).
> > So he makes up or reifies some external thing to be the source of the
> > hate: a devil or a dwarf - that gives him an acceptable outlet for his
> > hate, as he can now hate it. The trick for that to work is for the
> > person to not realize that he's hating his own emotions, and for that
> > the external thing should be as different from the person as
> > possible.
>
> I took the voice of the poem to be the mirror who was there to reflect
> the characteristics of the dwarf and who felt the dwarf would not come
> out for fear of this mirror's (who was abandoned) reflecting these
> characteristics.
>
> The mirror said nothing about any acceptable feelings because it
> reflected only that which it projected upon the dwarf as if the mirror
> was some all seeing thing (which it acts as the omniscient voice of
> the poem).
True; but at least it is clear, to both of us, that the poem is not
reflecting the dwarf's feelings, but projecting those feelings onto
him. Insofar as the poem is a mirror (and to some extent they always
are), it's reflecting the speaker's feelings, not the dwarf's. Why
that happens is my own theory, of course; all the poem shows is that
it does happen.
> And that's just the thing. It acts. It has to act because
> so far as what is true is the dwarf has yet to allow himself to be
> reflected in the mirror. The dwarf, the mirror alleges, will not allow
> the light to be seen/to see, and later will not allow any eye to see
> the dwarf. The mirror becomes powerful this way as it takes on the
> role of a possible eye that is indestructable.
>
That's the (IMO completely unconscious) irony of the piece; the poem
itself becomes the very mirror that the speaker (insofar as the dwarf
is his mental construction) is so desperate to avoid.
I felt sorry for poor Rumpy; he did all that work, and got nothing for
it.
Sherrie Lee
He got information. He kept his word. The Grimms made a tale. Maybe
they took his word for it.
Sherrie Lee
[...]
The mirror states that the dwarf hides, "speaks through crevices and
cracks". That is something concrete (but how can the mirror be sure it
is the dwarf's voice and not some imitator's voice? it only hears it.
it cannot "see" a voice.)
The mirror hears what it thinks is the dwarf's voice claiming "(the
world) has abandoned God". The mirror, again, is hearing a voice that
it identifies as the dwarf's voice.
The next piece of evidence is the endless muttering. The sense
involved is hearing. There is no touching or seeing. The mirror
depends on its hearing and comes to its opinions this way.
Now maybe the dwarf does behave as oracle with something very wise to
offer, perhaps as a warning to protect something it values, and it is
the mirror who sets out to destroy the faith that is necessary to
accept the pronouncement based on little evidence. The mirror's job is
to discredit that which might be doing the discrediting. Who to
believe? The dwarf who seems to be hiding? or the mirror whose weapon
is to discredit something based on that something's hiding? Of course
it totally begs the question that makes the claim that something must
be believed to be protected. Is the mirror to be believed that the
dwarf hides in the shadow for protection against being seen (by some
abandoned mirror)? By walking out of the shadow, the mirror would no
longer be abandoned; it's implied.
Let's pretend a soldier's gone AWOL but turns himself in within the
time frame set out for such things. Charges are reduced to desertion
(or however the military handles it...apply these terms in order to
understand something). The soldier no longer is seen to have abandoned
his duty (contract), and the military reduces the charges and applies
less severe consequences than the soldier would have received had he
"been caught". There is a system of cause and effect in place likely
spelled out in advance via concrete evidence (paper contract). If an
agreement was made over the phone, say, and this was not recorded,
it's one word against another word. Only the parties involved know
their offenses. Only the parties involved know who was better at
keeping his word, who worked hardest to show "good faith" in the face
of something large -- the mountain. Usually in these types of
situations, it comes down to self-preservation which is why the poem
is defensive by taking an offensive stance. It has to be circular that
way in order to say, The only way to know is to see it for one's self;
and can you be sure of what you have just seen? If the dwarf is
afraid, that's what he fears -- not the truth, but the lie.
[...]
Will Dockery
>
> I really don't understand your desperate passion to fuck Will Dockery
Yet you seem to have plenty of fantasies about such an event to claim
to not "understand" your own desires.
> As for fucking Dockery, just scoop up a wad of your own shit and
> stuff it. It's at least as warm
So /that's/ how you get closer to making your homoerotic fasntasies
about me more /real/?
You really are quite a bugfucked little guy, Uncle Dennis.
"We know."
--
"De Amerikaanse dichter Will Dockery performt de engelstalige versie
van het gedicht van Benders ondersteund door uitstekende
muzikanten...een bewijs dat de relatie Nederland-USA springlevend
is!"
-M.H. Benders
Toxin on Glass (video) by Shadowville Installation
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-XWUdCRbVnc
Shadowville Installation:
Gene Woolfolk Junior- piano
Gary Frankfurth- guitar
Timothy Maxwell- video & processing
Will Dockery- vocal
Amadeus Jinn
"George Dance" <george...@yahoo.ca> wrote in message news:1190944291.5...@19g2000hsx.googlegroups.com...
> "I forgot your tin ear. Never mind, then."
This was called communicatoion before the quintalense.
Just look it up in Giggle.
Amadeus Jinn
"Rob" <r...@mla001.demon.co.uk> wrote in message news:6O9qfOFv$F$GF...@mla001.demon.co.uk...
>>
>>Rob... I would still like the opportunity to re read this piece in the
>>light of the author's intention... A few pointers on the sub text from
>>the author would be helpful.
>>
> I intended it to be about the kind of personality that hides in the shadows, often inadequate, and with the feeling that personal
> success requires others to fail. It's a type of behaviour which seems most exaggerated in usenet trolls.
This poem was about God:
http://LiveVideo.com/AJinn
The American God loves the brit-God, cause
the brit comes pre-lubed.
Will Dockery
> On Sep 27, 4:36 am, "Dennis M. Hammes" wrote:
>
> > > Oh, bullshit. You'd have used: "and has to fornicate Will Dockery."
>
> > I really don't understand your desperate passion to fuck Will Dockery
>
> Well, that's a problem with your writing that's also a problem with
> Rob's. When you invent a character and have him do things, you have to
> give him some comprehensible motivations; otherwise you end up writing
> cartoons. Rob's dwarf who hates whe world because he knows Rob's
> right about his ugliness, or your "George Dance" who fucks whomever
> you can think of, are both cartoon figures.
The dwarf is obviously Rob "Mush-Mouth" Evans, writing his usual
unconcious autobiography.
> > As for fucking Dockery, just scoop up a wad of your own shit and
> > stuff it. It's at least as warm, and prolly has better moves.
>
> You do that? Interesting.
This is the first time I remember Uncle Hammes actually taking his
homoerotic fantasies of "Will Dockery" into /real life/, of at least
what passes for real life in his bugfucked little closet.
The little guy's getting a bit past creepy at this point.
> Try to read what's actually been written. I just told you what the
> "dwarf" is a symbol of: the speaker's own real or imagined hates. The
> speaker is the dwarf, though he doesn't seem to have the brains to
> realize it.
Exactly... Evans, like Hammes, is a /projector/.
John "C"
> Lotta xpoasts this month...
> (I reply to what d/ls from rap because it d/ls from rap.)
>
> GeeZ, if this keeps up, I could get a Tinfoil Sombrero, hunh.
> But I see I'm Number Nine by this reference.
Google groups statistics - posted daily (click on "about this group")
> The "bubble" was what always caught "The Prisoner," "Number Six,"
> in his escape attempts.
>
> Am I getting too fuken old, or what.
[x] what
Juan C.
John "C"
> You've explained Dockery's "performance" stance and stagger perfectly!
> And he claims not even to /know/ Meat Plo...
> tsk.
Oh Krap!
I let the cat out of the bag!
Pinky's going to throw his purse at me!
<duck>
<run>
<hide>
zip~~~~~~~~~~~~~>
Amadeus Jinn
"Sherrie Lee" <sherr...@yahoo.com> wrote in message news:1190980535.9...@o80g2000hse.googlegroups.com...
> Maybe
> they took his word for it.
"Word" - Wednesday... :)
"a sorry salad"
...hey buddy, wanna trade a few nice
contractions for an adjective? pssst... ?
Sherrie Lee
> "Sherrie Lee" <sherriel...@yahoo.com> wrote in messagenews:1190980535.9...@o80g2000hse.googlegroups.com...
> > Maybe
> > they took his word for it.
>
> "Word" - Wednesday... :)
> "a sorry salad"
>
> ...hey buddy, wanna trade a few nice
> contractions for an adjective? pssst... ?
Don't call me buddy; I am underqualified for the job to which you
refer, and on the grand scale of things, I've moved a grain of sand
toward the 'right' direction. Thank you.
Amadeus Jinn
"Sherrie Lee" <sherr...@yahoo.com> wrote in message news:1191012351....@d55g2000hsg.googlegroups.com...
Don't worry. Justin won't suspect as long as you fit
tab B into slot A. It's painful, but trim off the over hang. :)
Thank you.
I need to come up with a 3d face of you.
Did you ever want one?
Sherrie Lee
> "Sherrie Lee" <sherriel...@yahoo.com> wrote in messagenews:1191012351....@d55g2000hsg.googlegroups.com...
> > On Sep 28, 4:20 pm, "Amadeus Jinn" <a-j...@here.nu> wrote:
> >> "Sherrie Lee" <sherriel...@yahoo.com> wrote in messagenews:1190980535.9...@o80g2000hse.googlegroups.com...
> >> > Maybe
> >> > they took his word for it.
>
> >> "Word" - Wednesday... :)
> >> "a sorry salad"
>
> >> ...hey buddy, wanna trade a few nice
> >> contractions for an adjective? pssst... ?
>
> > Don't call me buddy; I am underqualified for the job to which you
> > refer, and on the grand scale of things, I've moved a grain of sand
> > toward the 'right' direction. Thank you.
>
> Don't worry. Justin won't suspect as long as you fit
> tab B into slot A. It's painful, but trim off the over hang. :)
Who is Justin?
> Thank you.
>
> I need to come up with a 3d face of you.
> Did you ever want one?
You mean like a graphic image? I'd rather have Christian Bale's body.
Barbara's Cat
> "Mush-Mouth"
> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-XWUdCRbVnc
Main Entry: splatypuss
Pronunciation: 'dä-k(&-)rE
Function: none
Etymology: UseNet, from Cabal (tinc) /splat/ stage stumble + /puss/
talks with mouth full of other peoples words
: a small omniquackous alcoholic monotone mammal (/Ornatus analus/)
of west-central Georgia's Shadowy Swamp that has a flappy bill
resembling that of a duck, dense skull, dirty feet, and broad ass
-- also called /goober duck/
--
Cm~
"You're either confused, lying, or both."
- Dockery's 'I'm Screwed' Speech
Rob
George Dance <george...@yahoo.ca> writes
Rumpelstiltskin
I drifted here as a penniless overspill
from war. Just another oddly-named refugee
but one who could make cloth and had the business skill
to turn it into gold. They tolerated me.
I prospered, made connections, came to own a mill;
married into a good, if threadbare, family.
She was vain and spoiled but I found I loved her still
even though she wouldn't take my name, literally
or seriously. But she stayed long enough to fill
her pockets then she cut me off with military
precision in a war with different ways to kill,
or dispossess. Again my heart's a refugee.
As for my princess, well, hers was the victory
and I suspect she'll write a different history.
Silly Willum also said that this was autobiographical. So it's a tough
decision - did he REALLY believe I was a refugee mill owner or had the
ignorant fuck just never heard of Rumpelstiltskin.
Be grateful George - as long as Will's around, you're not quite the
dumbest Duck on the block.
Rob
--
Rob Evans
Rob
Dockery <will.d...@gmail.com> writes
>On Sep 27, 9:51 pm, George Dance wrote:
>> On Sep 27, 4:36 am, "Dennis M. Hammes" wrote:
>>
>> > > Oh, bullshit. You'd have used: "and has to fornicate Will Dockery."
>>
>> > I really don't understand your desperate passion to fuck Will Dockery
>>
>> Well, that's a problem with your writing that's also a problem with
>> Rob's. When you invent a character and have him do things, you have to
>> give him some comprehensible motivations; otherwise you end up writing
>> cartoons. Rob's dwarf who hates whe world because he knows Rob's
>> right about his ugliness, or your "George Dance" who fucks whomever
>> you can think of, are both cartoon figures.
>
>The dwarf is obviously Rob "Mush-Mouth" Evans, writing his usual
>unconcious autobiography.
Silly Willum still sticking to the line that ALL poetry is
autobiographical. You're a fool, you know, but I can understand why you
believe this I watched the lousy video of you stumbling ON to the stage
and then continuing to stagger. No wonder you called it "Wobble".
I particularly liked the fact that when the rest of you stopped, you're
stomach continued to exemplify the subject. No wonder you didn't need
to actually articulate any words.
Thank God you have so little self-awareness that embarrassment is never
gonna bother you.
Slime on.
Rob
--
Rob Evans
When I see a swine
I reach for 45-calibre pearls.
--
Fred Oinka
> Joseph Goebbels rant (except for the line breaks, of course).
"Jew" isn't funny -- "dwarf", on the other hand is funny as fuck,
especially if you are trying to be serious.
Now, say it with me.
"The dwarf beneath the mountain is a fool"
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
What?
Dennis M. Hammes
>
> Be grateful George - as long as Will's around, you're not quite the
> dumbest Duck on the block.
>
> Rob
>
Don't worry; he's workin' at it /real/ good.
--
-------(m+
~/:o)_|
Gresham's Law is not worth a Continental.
http://scrawlmark.org
Dennis M. Hammes
>
> Yep. Change the line breaks, eg:
>
>
> And it's no longer blank verse.
>
First the Duck, and now blankverse.
Rob, Rob -- /Who ya gonna call?/
KOOKBUSTERS!
Maybe he'll just turn into a park...
Dennis M. Hammes
What's good. I can live with what.
Dennis M. Hammes
<windmill legs>
<boppity-boppity noises>
>
> zip~~~~~~~~~~~~~>
>
"Exit, Stage Left..."
"So why do I hafta exit if the stage left?"
Dennis M. Hammes
Day after day
Alone in his hole
The dwarf in the mountain brags
That he's not a mole,
But he will not try to be one,
'Cos he knows that he's just a fool,
And he will not be a human,
'Cos he thinks that they're just his tools:
See his eyes spinning 'round
And the ice in his head;
See the world laugh him down.
Dennis M. Hammes
>
> I just told you what the
> "dwarf" is a symbol of:
>
Well, aren't /you/ the Designated Interpreter of the Holy Ghost!
/Rob/ told me what the "dwarf" is a symbol of.
He told me in the pome.
Try to have your reading mak...
Oh, well.
"To dream the impossible dream..."
Dennis M. Hammes
> Goober Duck Will "Bad Talent Hack" Dockery quacked:
>
>
>>"Mush-Mouth"
>>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-XWUdCRbVnc
>
>
>
> Main Entry: splatypuss
> Pronunciation: 'dä-k(&-)rE
> Function: none
> Etymology: UseNet, from Cabal (tinc) /splat/ stage stumble + /puss/
> talks with mouth full of other peoples words
> : a small omniquackous alcoholic monotone mammal (/Ornatus analus/)
> of west-central Georgia's Shadowy Swamp that has a flappy bill
> resembling that of a duck, dense skull, dirty feet, and broad ass
> -- also called /goober duck/
>
>
Heh.
-- the Cabal
Will Dockery
>
> >http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-XWUdCRbVnc
Thanks for the plug, Barbie... maybe soon you'll learn to attribute
properly:
Toxin on Glass (video) by Shadowville Installation
Shadowville Installation:
George Dance
> George Dance wrote:
>
> > I just told you what the
> > "dwarf" is a symbol of:
>
> Well, aren't /you/ the Designated Interpreter of the Holy Ghost!
>
> /Rob/ told me what the "dwarf" is a symbol of.
> He told me in the pome.
>
Rob tells us a lot about the dwarf - indeed, he does nothing but tell
us about the dwarf - but he does not tell anyone that. Which is why
his poem has some worth its only evident worth) as a propaganda piece.
The dwarf clearly stands for the Bad People, but the Bad People are in
turn only an empty symbol, which the reader can fill in with whomever
he hates at the time: A Nazi can imagine that it's about the Jews, and
a Jew that it's about the Nazis, with equal ease.
George Dance
OK; but where you say "mirror", I'd say "speaker." I say, though, that
that comes to the same thing: the speaker intends his poem to be a
mirror on the dwarf, showing all the nastiness that Shorty (the dwarf)
is so desperate to conceal.
But you've spotted the flaw in that yourself: the dwarf is inside the
mountain, where the speaker (Big Guy) cannot see him. And what cannot
be seen, cannot be reflected either. So Big Guy can't hold up a mirror
and show us Shorty; all he can do is tell us about the Shorty. Which
is all that does occur in the poem: no showing, just teling and
telling and telling ...
> The mirror hears what it thinks is the dwarf's voice claiming "(the
> world) has abandoned God". The mirror, again, is hearing a voice that
> it identifies as the dwarf's voice.
>
Right. The fact that the dwarf is heard (but not seen) is further
evidence that the poem isn't a mirror by which we see the dwarf, but
only some talk about dwarves.
> The next piece of evidence is the endless muttering. The sense
> involved is hearing. There is no touching or seeing. The mirror
> depends on its hearing and comes to its opinions this way.
>
Yes. Again, hearing but no seeing.
> Now maybe the dwarf does behave as oracle with something very wise to
> offer, perhaps as a warning to protect something it values, and it is
> the mirror who sets out to destroy the faith that is necessary to
> accept the pronouncement based on little evidence. The mirror's job is
> to discredit that which might be doing the discrediting. Who to
> believe?
Once one recognizes there are two characters in the poem - the dwarf
or Shorty, and the "mirror" or Big Guy, that's a natural question. I'm
impressed that you got that from the poem; I honestly don't think that
even the author got that, that he thinks the poem's all about the
dwarf.
> The dwarf who seems to be hiding? or the mirror whose weapon
> is to discredit something based on that something's hiding? Of course
> it totally begs the question that makes the claim that something must
> be believed to be protected. Is the mirror to be believed that the
> dwarf hides in the shadow for protection against being seen (by some
> abandoned mirror)? By walking out of the shadow, the mirror would no
> longer be abandoned; it's implied.
>
At face value, there's no ambiguity in the poem; by its words, Shorty
is completely evil etc.: he fears the light, hates the world, is a
fool, et al. But there's no reason to accept any of that at face
value; one can always read more critically, as you've done (as
usual).
Shorty is hiding, and muttering his imprecations - but he's certainly
not muttering that he fears the light, hates the world, et al - all
that is coming from Big Guy. And while Big Guy purports simply to be
holding up a mirror and showing us Shorty, he's in fact telling us
things - hate, fear, foolishness - that in fact can't be seen, but
only told. (You can't see someone fearing the light, for example; all
you can do is see someone staying in the dark, and judge and say that
he fears the light.
So, as soon as one goes past a face-value reading, Big Guy's
"observations" about Shorty have to be seen as nothing more than Big
Guy's opinions of Shorty. Nothig is revealed by the mirror; there is
no actual mirror.
> Let's pretend a soldier's gone AWOL but turns himself in within the
> time frame set out for such things. Charges are reduced to desertion
> (or however the military handles it...apply these terms in order to
> understand something).
I'd reverse them; IIRC, desertion is the more serious (punishable by
death), while AWOL is the lesser charge, could simply be getting back
to base late.
> The soldier no longer is seen to have abandoned
> his duty (contract), and the military reduces the charges and applies
> less severe consequences than the soldier would have received had he
> "been caught". There is a system of cause and effect in place likely
> spelled out in advance via concrete evidence (paper contract). If an
> agreement was made over the phone, say, and this was not recorded,
> it's one word against another word. Only the parties involved know
> their offenses. Only the parties involved know who was better at
> keeping his word, who worked hardest to show "good faith" in the face
> of something large -- the mountain. Usually in these types of
> situations, it comes down to self-preservation which is why the poem
> is defensive by taking an offensive stance.
Indeed; both Shorty muttering about God, and Big Guy ranting about
Shorty's hate and evil, are trying to recruit supporters (which is why
somewhere on this thread I suggested that they could be Osama and
Dubya.) The question for the reader, as you say, is: Whom to
believe?
> It has to be circular that
> way in order to say, The only way to know is to see it for one's self;
> and can you be sure of what you have just seen? If the dwarf is
> afraid, that's what he fears -- not the truth, but the lie.
>
Reading the poem superficially, accepting what it says as TrVth
revealed (by the mirror), there's no question who to believe: Shorty
is the liar, as he tries to hide what he knows and pretend something
else. Get past that, though, and one realizes that Big Guy is the one
being deceptive: he has no mirror, and can't show the reader anything
about Shorty; all he can do is tell us his opinion of Shorty in 20
lines of mean-spirited rant.
> [...]
Will Dockery
>
> believe this I watched the lousy video of you stumbling ON to the stage
> and then continuing to stagger. No wonder you called it "Wobble".
"Wobble" is an old slang term in the Southern US, so I wouldn't expect
you to get all the meaning, but that's good enough, at least you
tried.
> I particularly liked the fact that when the rest of you stopped, you're
> stomach continued to exemplify the subject. No wonder you didn't need
> to actually articulate any words.
Says Rob Evans, who reads his poems in a whistle lisping burble as if
he were trying to speak through a mouth stuffed with mush, which is
why you're known as "Mush-Mouth".
But thanks for watching "Wobble", and giving what passes for critique
around here, Mush-Mouth.
--
Barbara's Cat
> A Nazi can imagine that it's about the Jews
And so you did.
--
Cm~
"Do not on any account attempt to write
on both sides of the paper at once."
- W C Seller
Barbara's Cat
> Goober Duck Will "Unspeakable Shit" Dockery quacked:
>
> > Barbara's Cat wrote:
> >
> > > > http://www.anuslube.com/fact!Will=Goober
> >
> > Thanks for the plug
>
> bwaaaaaaaaahahahahah, plug.
No plug, no matter how massive,
will ever cure Duck's diarrhea.
--
Cm~
"Win or lose, I /always/ get my point across."
- Goober Duck, stoned again
Will Dockery
> On Sat, 29 Sep 2007 03:26:54 -0700, Will Dockery wrote:
> > On Sep 28, 6:49 pm, Barbara's Cat wrote:
>
> >> >http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-XWUdCRbVnc
>
> > Thanks for the plug
>
Yep, after all, the piece was made to be seen and heard. Here's the
credits, also:
--
Toxin on Glass (video) by Shadowville Installation
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-XWUdCRbVnc
Will Dockery
> On Sat, 29 Sep 2007 08:26:40 -0700, Will Dockery wrote:
>
> > "Wobble" is an old slang term in the Southern US,
>
Not really the theme of "Wobble" but it isn't any secret that I like
my drinks, of you have a problem with drinking, then don't.
To The Magic Store by Will Dockery
from: http://www.playgroundsmag.com
A short column this month to make space for an important ---and
missing--- couple of art pieces:
On July 18 2003 Albert Woolfolk was murdered. He was last seen alive
at Coach's Corner Sports Bar with two individuals on a Wednesday
night, where he was driven home in his car. Raken at the time of the
killing were two art pieces, one of which is "Two Setters" by the
Belgian artist Dansardt, an engraving from the early 1900s. Anyone
seeing or knowing the location of these art works please contact the
CPD:
http://www.columbusga.org/police/WoolfolkArt.html
Lyrics to the newest Shadowville Installation song-poem, available on
YouTube in video form:
Toxin on Glass
Conversation at a wind chill minus twenty-five
midnight on a bus stop bench somewhere in the
Druid Hills; twenty-four years gone since
you're a woman now
Fascination with the lives of others remains
daylight searing through a crack in the sky
like blue kashmir
like a toxin on glass
like a culture on a slide
fragile shells just crumbled away
-Maxwell, Woolfolk, Frankfurth & Dockery
Will Dockery
> On Sat, 29 Sep 2007 12:53:20 -0700, Will Dockery wrote:
>
> >> >> >http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-XWUdCRbVnc
>
> >> > Thanks for the plug
>
>
> Glad you agree
You seem sad today, Meat... glad the video helped you.
Michael J. Anthony
> Toxin on Glass
>
> Conversation at a wind chill minus twenty-five
> midnight on a bus stop bench somewhere in the
> Druid Hills; twenty-four years gone since
> you're a woman now
>
> Fascination with the lives of others remains
> daylight searing through a crack in the sky
> like blue kashmir
> like a toxin on glass
> like a culture on a slide
>
> fragile shells just crumbled away
>
> -Maxwell, Woolfolk, Frankfurth & Dockery
That's good. Reminds me of William Gibson.
Michael J. Anthony
www.michaeljanthony.com
Amadeus Jinn
"Sherrie Lee" <sherr...@yahoo.com> wrote in message news:1191013405.7...@g4g2000hsf.googlegroups.com...
> On Sep 28, 4:56 pm, "Amadeus Jinn" <a-j...@here.nu> wrote:
>> Don't worry. Justin won't suspect as long as you fit
>> tab B into slot A. It's painful, but trim off the over hang. :)
>
> Who is Justin?
Sorry? What is your cupcake's name?
>
>> Thank you.
>>
>> I need to come up with a 3d face of you.
>> Did you ever want one?
>
> You mean like a graphic image? I'd rather have Christian Bale's body.
>
Sure... I'm pretty bad...
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Will Dockery
"Dennis M. Hammes" wrote
> >
> > Conversation at a wind chill minus twenty-five
> > midnight on a bus stop bench somewhere in the
> > Druid Hills; twenty-four years gone since
> > you're a woman now
> >
> > Fascination with the lives of others remains
> > daylight searing through a crack in the sky
> > like blue kashmir
> > like a toxin on glass
> > like a culture on a slide
> >
> > fragile shells just crumbled away
> >
> > -Maxwell, Woolfolk, Frankfurth & Dockery
>
Thanks for watching/listening, Uncle Hammes.