Heh... not only that, but "Singing Head" is the /only/ Hammes poem
available in book form, from the copyright holders,
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Yet this post is the /only/ one of the dozen others in this thread
Hammes chose to ignore... wonder why?
Heh.
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Greybeard Cavalier
Recorded at The Vault
Columbus, GA 31901
June 13, 2006
Vocals: Will Dockery. Music: The Shadowville Allstars.
Based on "Greybeard Cavalier" by Will Dockery, 0x0000 and Brian Fowler.
Video by Doug Cole
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No you don't. Do you even wonder why,
of all the poetry he's written, those two poems?
If poetry.com is a scam, they'll take any poem.
They seem to take any poem on a bet. I bet
only the poems seen published there are the
only ones submitted.
The only ones I see are the ones I don't pay for
(unless you count what I pay to have internet access).
> > http://NetPoets.here.nu
>
> Heh.
What's so "heh" about that?
My picture's not there.
Is that what you mean?
I gave PJR a really cute one of myself, too.
You're right, I don't.
> Do you even wonder why,
> of all the poetry he's written, those two poems?
Rather than, say, his homophobic limericks? I wonder where poetry.com
would draw the line, yeah.
> If poetry.com is a scam, they'll take any poem.
> They seem to take any poem on a bet. I bet
> only the poems seen published there are the
> only ones submitted.
That seems to be the way it works.
> The only ones I see are the ones I don't pay for
> (unless you count what I pay to have internet access).
>
> > > http://NetPoets.here.nu
> >
> > Heh.
>
> What's so "heh" about that?
> My picture's not there.
> Is that what you mean?
> I gave PJR a really cute one of myself, too.
And he never put it in the gallery?
Got a link to your photo? Here's mine:
http://myspace-816.vo.llnwd.net/01089/61/85/1089555816_m.jpg
There were several photos in the original PJR collection that didn't
make it to the new gallery.
I can remember seeing Pandora and Barbara's Cat there, to name two.
I've seen photos of Hi and Chandra Das that haven't made it to any
galleries.
> > > Yet this post is the /only/ one of the dozen others in this thread
> > > Hammes chose to ignore... wonder why?
> >
> > No you don't.
>
> You're right, I don't.
It's too late, now, because you've already posted it.
At least I saw the heading "Singing Heads" even if
you were being stupid about your post.
> > Do you even wonder why,
> > of all the poetry he's written, those two poems?
>
> Rather than, say, his homophobic limericks? I wonder where poetry.com
> would draw the line, yeah.
Poetry.com might have boundaries. Try submitting a poem
and see if it gets through.
> > If poetry.com is a scam, they'll take any poem.
> > They seem to take any poem on a bet. I bet
> > only the poems seen published there are the
> > only ones submitted.
>
> That seems to be the way it works.
It's huge, too. Consider not only the people
who buy it because their poems are in it,
but their friends and family, as well.
I knew someone who bought a book
because his friend was in it.
> > The only ones I see are the ones I don't pay for
> > (unless you count what I pay to have internet access).
> >
> > > > http://NetPoets.here.nu
> > >
> > > Heh.
> >
> > What's so "heh" about that?
> > My picture's not there.
> > Is that what you mean?
> > I gave PJR a really cute one of myself, too.
>
> And he never put it in the gallery?
It was on his own site for a short time.
> Got a link to your photo? Here's mine:
>
> http://myspace-816.vo.llnwd.net/01089/61/85/1089555816_m.jpg
>
> There were several photos in the original PJR collection that didn't
> make it to the new gallery.
I lost my photo. I don't look like it any more.
It was about 3 or 4 years ago.
> I can remember seeing Pandora and Barbara's Cat there, to name two.
> I've seen photos of Hi and Chandra Das that haven't made it to any
> galleries.
I've seen Hi, Pandora, and maybe Barbara's Cat.
The reason Hammes would ignore it is obvious from what was snipped:
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> > Rather than, say, his homophobic limericks? I wonder where poetry.com
> > would draw the line, yeah.
>
> Poetry.com might have boundaries.
Probably things like the homophpbic limericks, and other language might
be rejected, but they'll probably accept anything that isn't loaded
with "fuck", et cetera.
> > > If poetry.com is a scam, they'll take any poem.
> > > They seem to take any poem on a bet. I bet
> > > only the poems seen published there are the
> > > only ones submitted.
> >
> > That seems to be the way it works.
>
> It's huge, too. Consider not only the people
> who buy it because their poems are in it,
> but their friends and family, as well.
>
> I knew someone who bought a book
> because his friend was in it.
Yeah, a million buck scam on a slow week.
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I've been there a few times, and a few early works are there.
Their presentation of a poem isn't half bad.
Their website has a lot of value to someone interested in poetry.
If you post with them, you effectively get your own poetry website Free.
Don't buy the book, or <whatever>
/They/ are staffed and will get better over time.
'ennis isn't (getting better over time) and won't -- and he
is the best (poet) of /you/.
You: Will, need a songwriter/performance artist poet.
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They don't seem to provide a link that goes directly to the poem, have
to use their search for a particular poet.
> Don't buy the book, or <whatever>
> /They/ are staffed and will get better over time.
>
> 'ennis isn't (getting better over time) and won't -- and he
> is the best (poet) of /you/.
>
> You: Will, need a songwriter/performance artist poet.
And good musicians backing me onstage and recording, which I'm lucky to
have.
--
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http://www.myspace.com/willdockery
Will Dockery and the Shadowville All-Stars
see http://shadowvilleallstars.muddywolf.net/
> --
...You for the blustering bugfuck that you are, Uncle Hammes?
> > ----
> > "Peter J Ross" wrote:
> >
> > I'm tired of wasting time on a pig-headed autodidact who thinks
> > that a mail-order D.Litt. makes him a well-informed genius.
> > But I've been seeing through Mr (not Dr) Hammes for a while.
> > He's been asked before (about two years ago) to state which
> > University awarded his D.Litt. and he dropped the thread like the
> > kind of hot potato that makes Geiger counters gleeful.
> >
> > Once again, you've demonstrated the graceless way in which you
> > habitually reply to critique.
> > And no, I haven't read *all* of your seemingly endless and
> > indescribably ignorant self-justifying whine, but I've got the
> > general idea of how much more talented you think you are than
> > anybody else who ever lived.
> > Bye bye, "Doctor" Hammes. My advice to everybody is to ignore your
> > opinions on everything, especially when you cluelessly present
> > them as facts.
> > Over and over again, he's replied as twitchily as a pandora or a
> > Tommy to serious attempts at critique. That is *not* acceptable in
> > AAPC, and my impression is that RAPpers don't care for it much
> > either. In Hammesworld, every word that oozes from his punning pen is
> > better than anybody's else's words.
> > His facility for comic verse packed with literary allusions and
> > pseudo-Elizabethan grammatical tropes does not, in my opinion, make
> > him a poet. It makes him an automaton capable of generating
> > high-grade doggerel. The "Severed Head" series showed a little
> > promise, but in the end it amounted to a big fruitcake stuffed with
> > self-admiring sultanas.
> > He makes posts most of which either simply don't make sense or are full
> > of ignorant remarks on every subject that better-informed people choose
> > to discuss.
> > If you looked up his conversations with me about (a) setting words to
> > music, (b) the spelling of "vilanelle" [sic] and (c) the ballade
> > form, I think you might notice what a pompous, ignorant old balloon
> > he is. (I was *especially* pleased to find him pontificating about
> > ballades in a thread where he'd failed to recognise the most famous
> > ballade ever written (mais ou sont les neiges d'antan?).) In my
> > opinion, the time has come to stick a pin in him and watch him go
> > pbbbfffftttt.
> > Oh, and he has a genuinely kooky inability to write the words "poet"
> > ("pomet") and "poetry" ("poultry") correctly, or to write /three/
> > consecutive *words* without idiotic /marks/ of emphasis.
> > Mr (not Dr) Hammes is a dullard and a fraud. Save time by not reading
> > him.
> > Of course you don't have to read me either, especially as I've decided
> > not to plonk the dullard after all, but to smack him around publicly
> > for a while instead.
> >
> > PJR :-)
> > ----
So there ya go.
--
Twitch is too stupid for this type of curiosity, Sherrie.
>of all the poetry he's written, those two poems?
>
>If poetry.com is a scam, they'll take any poem.
>They seem to take any poem on a bet. I bet
>only the poems seen published there are the
>only ones submitted.
>
>The only ones I see are the ones I don't pay for
>(unless you count what I pay to have internet access).
>
>> > http://NetPoets.here.nu
>>
>> Heh.
>
>What's so "heh" about that?
>My picture's not there.
>Is that what you mean?
>I gave PJR a really cute one of myself, too.
>
>> --
>> "Ozone Stigmata" by Will Dockery-Henry Conley
>> http://www.myspace.com/willdockery
>>
>> Greybeard Cavalier
>> Recorded at The Vault
>> Columbus, GA 31901
>> June 13, 2006
>> Vocals: Will Dockery. Music: The Shadowville Allstars.
>> Based on "Greybeard Cavalier" by Will Dockery, 0x0000 and Brian Fowler.
>> Video by Doug Cole
>> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r6BGlXmtzE8
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Hammes does come off as pretty stupid here, giving his poetry away for
such an obvious scam. probably expected to win a "prize" or something.
And this is why he /still/ ignores this thread, which runs against his
pattern of making blusteringly bugfuck replies to alomost /every/ other
post on these newsgroups, which is in the archives.
> >of all the poetry he's written, those two poems?
> >
> >If poetry.com is a scam, they'll take any poem.
> >They seem to take any poem on a bet. I bet
> >only the poems seen published there are the
> >only ones submitted.
> >
> >The only ones I see are the ones I don't pay for
> >(unless you count what I pay to have internet access).
> >
> >> > http://NetPoets.here.nu
> >>
> >> Heh.
> >
> >> Greybeard Cavalier
> >> Recorded at The Vault
> >> Columbus, GA 31901
> >> June 13, 2006
> >> Vocals: Will Dockery. Music: The Shadowville Allstars.
> >> Based on "Greybeard Cavalier" by Will Dockery, 0x0000 and Brian Fowler.
> >> Video by Doug Cole
> >> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r6BGlXmtzE8
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I didn't see that until now, but it doesn't matter.
I don't wonder why.
> Searching over 5.1 million records... Please be Patient.
>
> Name: Dennis Hammes
>
> Hammes, Dennis M.
> - 13 [from "The Singing Head"]
> - 9 [from "The Singing Head"]
>
> Immortal Verses Series
> (scheduled to be released Winter of 2006)
>
> Note: publication date seems to always be a couple of months "in the
> future".
>
> Price Description
> $49.95 Classic, coffee-table quality hard-bound volume. Features poem
> "9 [from "The Singing Head"]" on a full page by itself. Printed on
> fine-milled paper specifically selected to last for generations.
> Approximately 250 pages.
>
> Actual title and cover photograph may differ. We guarantee that you
> will be delighted with the quality of this merchandise. If you are
> dissatisfied for any reason, your money will be promptly refunded.
>
> ©2006 The International Library of Poetry. All rights reserved.
>
> > > Rather than, say, his homophobic limericks? I wonder where poetry.com
> > > would draw the line, yeah.
> >
> > Poetry.com might have boundaries.
>
> Probably things like the homophpbic limericks, and other language might
> be rejected, but they'll probably accept anything that isn't loaded
> with "fuck", et cetera.
What I do wonder is why those two poems were chosen.
I see it loaded with fuck etc... but not spelled out f*u*c*k,
yet etc... is.
> > > > If poetry.com is a scam, they'll take any poem.
> > > > They seem to take any poem on a bet. I bet
> > > > only the poems seen published there are the
> > > > only ones submitted.
> > >
> > > That seems to be the way it works.
> >
> > It's huge, too. Consider not only the people
> > who buy it because their poems are in it,
> > but their friends and family, as well.
> >
> > I knew someone who bought a book
> > because his friend was in it.
>
> Yeah, a million buck scam on a slow week.
I told him the deal seemed odd,
but he didn't care. His showing his interest
in what seemed important to his friend
was symbolized in buying the book.
> come off as pretty stupid here,
> pattern of making blusteringly bugfuck replies to alomost /every/ other
> post on these newsgroups
http://windpub.com/literary.scams/abc-nlp.htm
S P E C I A L R E P O R T
National Library of Poetry Exposé
Excerpt from ABC's 20/20 News Magazine TV program
Jan 5, 1998
The National Library of Poetry is also known by the following names:
--International Library of Poetry
--Poetry.com
--Watermark Press
--International Society of Poets
BARBARA WALTERS: Now, a nationwide contest . . . you can almost
guarantee you'll end up being published. Arnold Diaz dispenses some
poetic justice in tonight's "Give Me A Break."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
ARNOLD DIAZ (voice-over): Margaret answered this ad from the National
Library of Poetry (a.k.a. Poetry.com), an impressive sounding name . .
. Margaret entered the contest and was selected a semifinalist. She was
surprised, but happy as a clam.
MARGARET BROUGH: I thought, "Well, maybe I'm better than I think I am."
ARNOLD DIAZ (voice-over): However, Margaret began to think something
was funny when the National Library of Poetry asked her for money.
Fifty dollars to publish her poem, for her biography, another $20. She
paid and the company encouraged her to enter more of its contests,
which she did. She was very ambitious.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
ARNOLD DIAZ (on camera): Well, we at 20/20 are nobody's fool, so we
came here to the Thomas Jefferson Elementary School to conduct an
experiment. We hoped it would show it, that even a second grader can be
an award-winning poet.
MISS SILIO (ph), Teacher: Who can tell us what a poem is?
ARNOLD DIAZ (voice-over): Miss Silio's class hadn't studied poetry yet,
but the kids agreed to write a poem about their pet.
1st STUDENT: My dog has a black tail. My dog saw a blue whale.
2nd STUDENT: My dog barks all night and all day. When we leave the
park, he wants to stay.
ARNOLD DIAZ (voice-over): We entered all the kids in the National
Library of Poetry contest. Would any of their rhymes be among those
judged the best? Well, what do you know? The answer was yes. . . . All
. . . received the same letter saying we have picked you. Out of the
thousands of poems, we have chosen your notable work for publication.
The classroom was filled with jubilation. Then the job of breaking the
bad news fell to me.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
ARNOLD DIAZ (voice-over): The so-called National Library of Poetry
admits [that] almost everyone who enters is selected a semifinalist as
long as their poem is 20 lines or less. At 50 bucks a piece, the
thousands of poems crammed in each of its anthologies brings in
hundreds of thousands in fees. The company says it has tougher
standards for the finalists awarded cash prizes each year. But the real
winner of the contest is the company, that's clear. (on camera) So to
the National Library of Poetry -- if you want to pay them to publish
their poems, they're willing to talk about how much it would take. But
ask them to pay you? Come on...
ARNOLD DIAZ and STUDENTS: ...give me a break!
BARBARA WALTERS: OK. Stay with us. We're right on track. In just a
moment, we'll be back.
HUGH DOWNS: OK, give me $50 and you're a poet. Stay with us.
----
Yeah, poor Hammes seems to be just one of /millions/ lured in by the
poetry.com scam.
--
"Ozone Stigmata" by Dockery-Conley:
> > I told him the deal seemed odd,
> > but he didn't care. His showing his interest
> > in what seemed important to his friend
> > was symbolized in buying the book.
>
> http://windpub.com/literary.scams/abc-nlp.htm
>
> S P E C I A L R E P O R T
>
> National Library of Poetry Exposé
>
> Excerpt from ABC's 20/20 News Magazine TV program
> Jan 5, 1998
> ARNOLD DIAZ (on camera): Well, we at 20/20 are nobody's fool, so we
And their parents can have keepsakes to memorialize
a moment in time like collecting school photos each year
and making sure every family member has one for their
wallets.
> ARNOLD DIAZ and STUDENTS: ...give me a break!
>
> BARBARA WALTERS: OK. Stay with us. We're right on track. In just a
> moment, we'll be back.
The question isn't is Poetry.com a scam.
It's who has the toughest standards and who wins.
> HUGH DOWNS: OK, give me $50 and you're a poet. Stay with us.
"stay with us" is a tricky way to say,
"watch the commercials because without them
we wouldn't make enough money to stick around
and be able to fool you into thinking we're giving
you 'real news' because 'we care'"
Do they even announce winners? That's an interesting angle.
> > HUGH DOWNS: OK, give me $50 and you're a poet. Stay with us.
>
> "stay with us" is a tricky way to say,
> "watch the commercials because without them
> we wouldn't make enough money to stick around
> and be able to fool you into thinking we're giving
> you 'real news' because 'we care'"
I haven't watched any television in about three years, with Usenet we
make our own /shows/.
> > The question isn't is Poetry.com a scam.
> > It's who has the toughest standards and who wins.
>
> Do they even announce winners? That's an interesting angle.
Here's an interesting angle:
I'm eating the store brand of chocolate sphere
crunchy cereal, and I'm looking at these orbs
floating in the milk. They arrange themselves
six around a center orb and displace the milk
around each one where the contrasting colors
of the milk and floating cereal puff make a
hexagonal shape.
We could find out if winners are announced.
We could submit our award worthy poems.
We don't have to buy the book, unless,
the winners are announced only in the book.
Maybe the "no purchase necessary" thingy
applies to them like it applies to Monopoly
McDonalds etc...
> > > HUGH DOWNS: OK, give me $50 and you're a poet. Stay with us.
> >
> > "stay with us" is a tricky way to say,
> > "watch the commercials because without them
> > we wouldn't make enough money to stick around
> > and be able to fool you into thinking we're giving
> > you 'real news' because 'we care'"
>
> I haven't watched any television in about three years, with Usenet we
> make our own /shows/.
Am I paranoid, or what? I'll search for something using
what I think is the same Google as one place (ISP) to
another (dif ISP), and I'll plug in the same query to both,
but I come up with different results!
Do you think the feedback is "intelligent" in that it
judges one place to be patronized by cleaning
obsessed housewives and another place to be
PhDs carrying 6 figure paychecks who hire
housewives working part time as maids
in order to pay for private school for their kids?
Yeah, they do announce and archive the winners:
http://www.poetry.com/Contest/winner.asp
Awarded $1000 last month:
Not a Swimmer
A withered old man
Stands on his grey front porch
Leaning against a hard stone pillar
With his right foot propped up
On a rusty, upside-down bucket.
He puffs on his hand-rolled cigarette,
Stares at the vacant country road
Avoiding the melancholy that he associates
With a late October rain.
His gutters are leaking,
The gravel road is flooding,
Worn memories are rising
Under his battered brown hat.
He chooses not to embrace
The drowning of his father.
When the rain stops,
There is more fencing to be mended,
More memories overwritten.
Luke W. Funkhouser
And a long list of winners going back to the 1990s:
http://www.poetry.com/Contest/pastwinners.asp?Suite=
Whether these people had to buy anything to make it to a winning spot
or not may be gone into in one of the many websites that investigate
and "expose" poetry.com.
The concept that it is prose doesn't count, eh?
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>
Dockery /still/ hasn't figured out -- because even they rejected him
-- that the "publication date" will be /only/ some time /after/ the
$49.95 (which useta be $69.95) Per Poem.
>>be rejected, but they'll probably accept anything that isn't loaded
>>with "fuck", et cetera.
>
>
> What I do wonder is why those two poems were chosen.
> I see it loaded with fuck etc... but not spelled out f*u*c*k,
> yet etc... is.
>
It's "those two pomes" because it's the /only/ two pomes. I sent the
first shortly after I'd written it (12/00) on receiving the offer,
and the second on receiving another offer stating that the first was
published in
/The Silence Within/, The International Library of Poetry,
ISBN-0-7951-5062-8, 2/2001.
Evidently, they lied, so I quit correspondence, however they kept
nagging me for another two years.
As far as their continuing to advertise ownership of a piece for
which they haven't even paid First Serial Rights (i.e., publication
a.s.), they're quite in violation of law, which I will let pile up as
the statute's still running on it.
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~/:o)_|
Thistles have been the favorite food of songbirds for eons.
http://scrawlmark.org
>
> Yeah, poor Hammes seems to be just one of /millions/ lured in by the
> poetry.com scam.
>
But /how far/?
It's a writer's job to look for publication -- up to a point.
Poor duckurpy thinks he's gonna "accuse" me of doing my job --
because that makes us "different."
> Will Dockery wrote:
>
>>Sherrie Lee wrote:
>
>
>>>The question isn't is Poetry.com a scam.
>>>It's who has the toughest standards and who wins.
>>
>>Do they even announce winners? That's an interesting angle.
>
>
> Here's an interesting angle:
>
> I'm eating the store brand of chocolate sphere
> crunchy cereal, and I'm looking at these orbs
> floating in the milk. They arrange themselves
> six around a center orb and displace the milk
> around each one where the contrasting colors
> of the milk and floating cereal puff make a
> hexagonal shape.
"Bubbles." Like bees butting heads, surface tension finds the
"bottom of the curve" in hexagonal close packing.
Water and Air have no structure of themselves, but put them
together and they'll /always/ exhibit nothing /but/ structure.
You gotta color the Bubbles with Cocoa Puffs ("Rocks").
Why should I not give my poultry away for such an obvious scam?
I give it away to such an obvious idiot -- too stupid to realise
that his every lying <snip> is in The Archives -- as duckurpy almost
every night.
Poor duckurpy's all pouty because I give it away elsewhere, too,
which means that he's not the Exclusive Princess he wants to believe
he is.
Or is that the Exclusive Student Of The Noir Performance Arts?
He doesn't speak clearly as yet, but whaddaya expect?
He ain't housebroke yet, either.
>
> And this is why he /still/ ignores this thread, which runs against his
> pattern of making blusteringly bugfuck replies to alomost /every/ other
> post on these newsgroups, which is in the archives.
>
OOOooo... duckurpy is /in the Archives/!
Why, that's almost Better Than Being Published!
And it's FREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
No, Uncle... it was /you/ that was slow to "figure it out" and your two
poems are the ones poetry.com owns the copyrights to, and are
apparently quite willing to sell to anyone who ponies up the $50 bucks
for a copy.
$50 you'll never see a /cent/ of.
> -- that the "publication date" will be /only/ some time /after/ the
> $49.95 (which useta be $69.95) Per Poem.
Yes, and almost worth paying the 50 bucks to get your poem published
under the copyright of "poetry.com" just to watch you scream about
it... heh.
Or maybe a t-shirt, tote bag or coffee mug... which your poem is also
available on.
> >>be rejected, but they'll probably accept anything that isn't loaded
> >>with "fuck", et cetera.
> >
> > What I do wonder is why those two poems were chosen.
> > I see it loaded with fuck etc... but not spelled out f*u*c*k,
> > yet etc... is.
>
> It's "those two pomes" because it's the /only/ two pomes. I sent the
> first shortly after I'd written it (12/00) on receiving the offer,
> and the second on receiving another offer stating that the first was
> published in
>
> /The Silence Within/, The International Library of Poetry,
> ISBN-0-7951-5062-8, 2/2001.
>
> Evidently, they lied, so I quit correspondence, however they kept
> nagging me for another two years.
> As far as their continuing to advertise ownership of a piece for
> which they haven't even paid First Serial Rights (i.e., publication
> a.s.), they're quite in violation of law, which I will let pile up as
> the statute's still running on it.
You contributed the poem to poetry.com willingly, right?
I'll wager there's some /fine print/ somewhere where you agreed to
donate your poems... I Googled "poetry.com" + "copyright" and though I
haven't seen any mention of this yet, I did come across this
interesting piece showing how even a piece of garbage like "Singing
Heads" made the cut:
----
http://windpub.com/literary.scams/wergle.htm
Wergle Flomp's poem reaches the final round of competition.
Will it win the $10,000 prize? Ahh! "Wurby tictoc?"
Failure is impossible at poetry.com -- the website where every poem is
a semifinalist.
-- by David Taub
The truth about us poets, who share our writing with others, and even
if some tell you otherwise, is that ultimately we do enjoy positive
feedback about our writing! If I had just a dollar for every
individual who has 'secretly confided in me' that they were thrilled
their poem had been accepted by publisher x,y,z, I could spend the rest
of my life writing everything for free.
Overall, my experience is that very few publishers, who accept a
submitted poem, respond with a lengthy letter overflowing with
'flattery'. It was few years ago when I first received a letter from
someone excitedly telling me they had received such a letter, and they
also went to the trouble of sending me a photocopy of the 'acceptance'.
Everyone has to start somewhere and I was naive about who was who in
the poetry publishing market. In fact I was living in England at the
time and had never heard of the 'publisher' in question. But there was
something VERY suspicious about this acceptance letter. Having said
that, I am very suspicious of any 'form letter' - namely a standard
letter which has probably never been touched by a human hand. My
suspicions were quickly confirmed when the same publisher's name
cropped up several more times in quick succession, and I then managed
to obtain copies from the various jubilant poets.
And let's face it, what novice wouldn't be thrilled to receive a letter
starting "After carefully reading and discussing your poem, our
Selection Committee has certified your poem as a semi-finalist....."
And there's more: "In celebration of the unique talent that you have
displayed, we also wish to publish your poem in what promises to be one
of the most highly sought after collections we have ever promised ..."
In fact a novice's head could easily swoon, and their chest burst with
pride when told, "Before we go any further, (poets name inserted), let
me make one thing clear ... your poem was selected for publication, and
as a contest semi-finalist, on the basis of your unique talent and
artistic vision."
Several years down the line I am amassing a wonderful collection of
these letters. Courtesy of some 'interesting characters' who came to my
assistance in an interesting experiment. Their names include: Stephen
AbutLOL, Wadda (ass) Iyam, and the most recent, Wergle Flomp.
These characters discovered that with the wonders of the Internet, the
'publishing company' whose 'Selection Committee carefully reads and
discusses' all the submissions, now accepts submission at their website
www.poetry.com
It was a curiosity on my part as to how 'awful' a poem has to be before
a letter is issued along the lines of "Thanks for your submission
but.... NO THANKS!"
Stephen AbutLOL's first attempt to fail the acceptance test with "Wots
a pome", was abysmal. When I shared this experiment with my readers in
the UK poetry magazine (Poetry Now), one reader commented that perhaps
it was not awful enough because the first four lines had a vague
'rhythm and rhyme' to it!:
Wot's a pome if it don't rhyme
have to make it beat with time
Very serious stuff is pomes
you can write them in your homes.
Hmm back to the drawing board, and not to be thwarted, Stephen's second
attempt was expected to draw a letter along the lines of "If you
continue to submit drivel like this, we shall have to seek a
restraining order." Unfortunately, he failed again and received great
acclaim for "Nicky Nacky Noo"
Nicky Nacky Noo
Tum tum tum de tum
This is apoem I sings a lot
to make me very vary hapy.
I fink it will look good on a poster two.
and a cofey mug to shows my frineds
at work so they no i am an internashunal
poet who mite even winz a prise!
Then i wuld be vary famus
and hav lotz of muney
wich wuld be vary funny
coz some of them sayd I was
eliterite wich sucks
(I hopes I can say sucks, if not
please put a defferent word instead.)
and also I just sore the poem
has to be 20 lines long so
I am counting the lynes again.
This is line nienteen
and this in number twenty. Thanx. The End
-- Stephen Abutlol
Unfortunately the seeking of clarification as to whether or not he
could use the word 'sucks' somehow was considered to be part of the
poem too. And there they are on full display amongst the searchable
database of all 1.4 million submissions which can be checked through at
http://www.poetry.com/Publications/search.asp
This was proving to be a tough competition indeed! How to bring the
'Selection Committee' to a collective outburst of outrage rather than
praise and admiration!
Next up to the plate steps Wadda ass Iyam (although the acceptance
letter does not recognise or acknowledge Wadda's middle name).
Yew Gotta Larf.
Yew gotta larf at any moreon
who could write, "your poem was selected
for publication, and as a contest semi-finalist, on the basis of your
unique talent
and artistic vision."
when we all know this is about as artistic
as vomitting on the neigbour's porch.
Burp... huey... excuse me while I be artistic on your cat.. so much for
the vision.. I never saw your cat.
Now let's get down to the real truth..
You hope I am fooled into parting with
my cash to see this in your anthology.
Wot if NO-ONE bought your books, mugs
plaques, keyrings? (have you thought of musical toilet-roll holders?)
I look forward to receiving your standard letter telling me how
artistic this drivel is. If nothing else, I get a free envelope
which I can recycle.
-- Bert
This had to be the one that broke the poetic back, don't you think?
Under his pen name 'Bert' was counting on one of the 'Selection
Committee' being an avid cat lover, whereby Bert could be rightfully
accused of encouraging animal abuse! Not a chance. Wadda now proudly
stands toe to toe with Stephen, and "Yew Gotta larf" is also on proud
display for the whole cyber world to admire!
It was with some disappointment today, Wergle Flomp received a letter
from poetry.com for his poem:
Flubblebop
flobble bobble blop
yim yam widdley woooo
oshtenpopple gurby
yip yip yip
nish-nash nockle nockle
opfem magurby voey
Ahh! "Wurby tictoc?"
"quefoxenjib masaloouterp!"
bim-burm nurgle shliptog
afttowicky wicky wicky
erm addmuksle slibberyjert !
Reqi stoobery bup dinhhk
yibberdy yobberdy hif twizzum moshlap
dwisty fujefti coppen smoppen dob
tigtog turjemy fydel
saxtenvurskej brisleywum
swiggy swiggy swug
yumostipijjle dobers!
-- Copyright Wergle Flomp January 2000
He was informed, "In celebration of the unique talent that you have
displayed, we also wish to publish your poem in what promises to be one
of the most highly sought after collections of poetry we have ever
published... Promises of Love (ISBN 1-58235-065-5)".
However, on a slightly upbeat and encouraging note for Wergle, this
acceptance was not accompanied with an additional 'bonus' that Stephen
Abutlol had previously received. There was no note saying they had also
selected the piece to be read by a 'professional reader', to be put on
audio cassette. Neither Wergle or I can imagine why! What is difficult
about reciting " Reqi stoobery bup dinhhk" ?
One can only assume that Romantic poetry is better read off the page!
At the time of writing this, Wergle's poem had not been posted on the
website where Stephen's and Wadda's fine masterpieces can be displayed
and enjoyed. But given time who knows?
I still remain very keen to see what a poetry.com 'rejection slip'
looks like, however.
On a slightly different twist, having had several emails from poetry
friends, I want to make it quite clear - NO I have not and never would
submit their poetry to this 'publishing house'. This is in response to
my being informed they had discovered some of their work had appeared
on the site without their knowledge or permission, having searched and
found their name!
For what little consolation it is, I even discovered a poem of mine had
been 'acquired' and posted on their site.
At one point, I did have a phone number for poetry.com and I contacted
them asking how this could have possibly happened. Unfortunately I was
passed around between their 'customer service' staff without any
explanation. Surprisingly, it was not possible for me to speak with any
of the 'Selection committee'. In exasperation, I wrote to them,
threatening that both I and my publisher would sue them for breach of
copyright. Fortunately that did the trick.
If anyone else has more luck, than Stephen AbutLOL, Wadda (ass) Iyam
and Wergle Flomp, in extracting a 'rejection slip' from this
organisation, I would be delighted to see a copy!
I am of the understanding they also promote themselves under the names:
National Library of Poetry and International Library of Poetry.
----
Not onlt are you a blustering bugfuck, Hammes, you're a /gullible/
blustering bugfuck.
>
> Or maybe a t-shirt, tote bag or coffee mug... which your poem is also
> available on.
That's a nice touch... :)
> > What I do wonder is why those two poems were chosen.
> > I see it loaded with fuck etc... but not spelled out f*u*c*k,
> > yet etc... is.
> >
>
> It's "those two pomes" because it's the /only/ two pomes. I sent the
> first shortly after I'd written it (12/00) on receiving the offer,
> and the second on receiving another offer stating that the first was
> published in
>
> /The Silence Within/, The International Library of Poetry,
> ISBN-0-7951-5062-8, 2/2001.
>
> Evidently, they lied, so I quit correspondence, however they kept
> nagging me for another two years.
How'd you get them to stop?
You were a decent lead inspite of your having given no money.
> As far as their continuing to advertise ownership of a piece for
> which they haven't even paid First Serial Rights (i.e., publication
> a.s.), they're quite in violation of law, which I will let pile up as
> the statute's still running on it.
It's like a true liberal arts test. I hate that.
Yet apparently the only one you managed was with the vanity-scam
poetry.com.
Meanwhile, I've published my poetry, columns and assorted other
writings and art on a monthly basis http://www.playgroundsmag.com
Here's the September installment:
To The Magic Store by Will Dockery
"A fellow will remember a lot of things you wouldn't think he'd
remember. You take me. One day, back in 1896, I was crossing over to
Jersey on the ferry, and as we pulled out, there was another ferry
pulling in, and on it there was a girl waiting to get off. A white
dress she had on. She was carrying a white parasol. I only saw her for
one second. She didn't see me at all, but I'll bet a month hasn't gone
by since that I haven't thought of that girl." -Everett Sloan 1941
Tuesday Afternoon Show, the weekly internet radio podcast from Tom's
River New Jersey, features the irreverent absurdities of co-founders
"Uncle" John Maloney and
Scott "Scotto" Maccio and music from independent artists, including
local talents such as Halfway Gone, Brent Lindley and Shadowville
All-Stars over the past few months. The newest, Episode 29--- Hammer of
The Bacon Gods, features the song "Step Back" written by Brian Mallard
and Robbie Wright, of the Shadowville All-Stars:
http://www.johnhmaloney.com/tuesdayshow/tasep29.mp3
If you're interested on having your song on the show, email an
attachment to Scotto and John at tuesdayaft...@gmail.com
New Nights For Open Mics:
Thursday:
Crystal Valley Saloon & Oyster Bar is moving their acoustic
singer-songwriter oriented open mic to Thursdays, hosted by Mufftones
bassist Jim White. CVS aslo has some of the best food in town, and
daily specials.
Tuesday:
SoHo is moving their open mic night to Tuesdays, combining with the new
season of Songwriter Search, an exciting time of original songs and
writers, hosted by the legendary Donnie Lanier.
I have the schedule for the SoHo Songwriter Search IV hosted by Donnie
Lanier: begins Sept 26, is going for 9 weeks, finals Dec 5. Open mic
will be before and after the songwriting contest, and musicians can
sign up for both. Once a month he wants to have a "band night" but he
hasn't decided which Tuesday that'll be. Second Tuesdays include the
Winetasting Party 7-9, which may delay the start of open mic by 30
minutes, but musicians should be signed up and ready by 9pm.
* * *
Dream Tears
When the mill shut down
we hit the pavement with a thud
then we got up and kept walking.
Some to the workhouse
some to the poorhouse
some to the whorehouse
and the grave.
This battered old shell
looks like a death mask.
Step into this dream
only real to the sleeper.
Like in a dream
where you wake up laughing.
Games people play
all a cool illusion.
Draging pulling me back
across my tattered brow.
Dream---
unholy afternoon of dreams.
Lovers are gone
sometimes the door opens.
Mistaken for a human being
a hilarious dream.
I went to sleep in another town
dreamed I was living in another time
life's like that sometimes kinda.
Miss her everyday...
she won't go away.
Push the hair out of your eyes
wipe back your tears.
Let the wind blow through
this unholy afternoon of dreams.
Lucky the hear the Pluto girls dance
the ground was glowing.
Would you like to see the dwarf planet split?
With one little karate chop.
Every day...
she won't go away.
Will Dockery: words
Brian Mallard: music
----
Love it or hate it, either way it exists... in real life, 1000s of
hardcopies a month since 1998 from one end of Shadowville to the other
(and regular contributions going back to 1995, before the column was
launched).
After all: "It's a writer's job to look for publication", Uncle Hammes.
>From what I gather from what Dennis said,
if they're violating the law, there's time
to do something about it.
Hammes probably "signed" a fine print "release" to poetry.com by making
the contribution of his poems /willingly/, but on one of the websites
I've seen on this scam, a poet writes that poetry.com has among the
millions of poems archived at the website some poems posted and for
sale there /without/ the permission of the poets.
Those, like Hammes, who "donated" their poetry to poetry.com probably
lose, but the poets that had their poems put on /without permission/
should have a case, and may yet give these crooks their comeuppance.
--
"Ozone Stigmata" by Dockery-Conley:
Will Dockery and the Shadowville All-Stars
>
>Dennis M. Hammes wrote:
>> Will Dockery wrote:
>>
>> > Yeah, poor Hammes seems to be just one of /millions/ lured in by the
>> > poetry.com scam.
>>
>> But /how far/?
>> It's a writer's job to look for publication
>
>Yet apparently the only one you managed was with the vanity-scam
>poetry.com.
>
>Meanwhile, I've published my poetry, columns and assorted other
>writings and art on a monthly basis http://www.playgroundsmag.com
The money's so good from writing for playgroundsmag.com that you
donate the checks you get for the time you spend as a Pizza Roma
delivery boy to some local Bumpkinbrush charity, huh Twitch?
Or does it go to back child support?
You're a hero, Twitch, huh? A movie role soon? Willie Twitch, the
wonder duchshund, in the role of a lifetime! A Surrealistic Drama,
"Watch My Kids While I Dickel" a Sinclair/Scotto/Scrotum Production,
filmed on location and in dismal reality. Watch Bill prove once again,
he just doesn't know how to dance.
-blue
~ Beau Blue Presents ~ <> http://members.cruzio.com/~jjwebb
> Hammes probably "signed" a fine print "release" to poetry.com by making
> the contribution of his poems /willingly/, but on one of the websites
> I've seen on this scam, a poet writes that poetry.com has among the
> millions of poems archived at the website some poems posted and for
> sale there /without/ the permission of the poets.
>
> Those, like Hammes, who "donated" their poetry to poetry.com probably
> lose, but the poets that had their poems put on /without permission/
> should have a case, and may yet give these crooks their comeuppance.
Why would poetry.com bother? Unless they have so much money
to pay for lawyers, they don't care. It might be like those tabloids.
When Will Dockery makes it to the big time, then the tabloids
will lift the worthless stuff to serve as an example of rags to riches.
"Before Dockery was a Star!"
It sounds like a wet dream for the fetishists who love
to harm people by setting up reasons
to talk to lawyers and judges and smell the wood
of a court room. That people get off on such possibilities
is as nauseating as the idea of people getting off
on the fragrance of urine-tainted panties.
And I used to think these two lawyers
who refused to advance technologically
beyond a rotary dial phone were nuts!
Imagine that? Having the education of
lawyers and continuing to find the world
worthy of only burying their heads in the sand.
But that's not the right way to look at it.
They saw things more clearly than idealists
(idiots) who take risks for dreams.
Maybe the dreams stop or life becomes
a tourist's stop, a destination into the past,
where people expose their children to light
every minute of the day and night as the only
evidence of surrendering to the future.
Sure as hell beats Hammes and his poetry.com... heh.
Why don't /you/ take Hammes under your wing and make a video of
"Singing Heads", pay him well, and issue a "cease & desist" to
poetry.com?
> donate the checks you get for the time you spend as a Pizza Roma
> delivery boy
>
> Or does it go to back child support?
Once again, Blue is forced to resort to "peronal insult mode"... twice
in one post.
Backyard Blues 7-29-06
Here's a good description of the Shadowville scene, from the new issue
of Columbus Community News ( www.columbuscommunitynews.com ) by
Larry Caddell:
It was a hot and balmy Saturday night. The intermittent rain only
pushed the humidity level off the charts. I had heard good things
about Backyard Blues. Something was happening at a grassroots level.
After all, I received my invite courtesy of Will Dockery, Columbus'
poet laureate and Ralph Frank, our own drummer/sign painter/folk artist
extraordinaire.
Thomas Gottshall purchased the old "coin op" laundry and
accompanying garage-style building on Sixth Street and First Avenue.
He has been renovating and restoring the old building in hopes of
turning it into a music and arts complex. Floor plans have been
created featuring performance space, meeting rooms and a recording
studio. The building is made of brick and features a wooden-arched
roof.
The large main room has a small stage on one end and has surprisingly
good acoustics, thanks to the arched ceiling. The crowd was sparse but
very enthusiastic and consisted mostly of musicians, artists and
residents of the historic district. Most occupied the church pews
inside, brought their own lawn chairs (and favorite beverages) or stood
in the open air. The music, much like the weather, was steaming hot.
After several acoustic performers, the Shadowville All-stars took the
stage. This band of rock n' roll renegades are fronted by Will
Dockery who has long needed a launch pad for his eclectic,
imagery-laden, neo-beatific poems. Chain-smoking, spontaneously
gesturing towards make-believe objects and addressing imaginary
characters, Dockery sang with a gravel-throated limp to a rolling,
bluesy romp in the swamp. Sounding like a cross between Tom Waits, Lou
Reed and the soundtrack to Pulp Fiction, Dockery and crew chugged
through their myriad of originals about pool halls, bridges, tragedies,
lost love and relationships.
The music of the All-stars was gritty and down-to-earth: a solid
backbeat encircled by the meandering bass lines of Sam Singer and two
blues-infused electric guitars (one tremolo-heavy surf-induced). The
band was joined on stage by Henry Parker for a long, bombastic version
of Sweet Jane by the Velvet Underground.
I was glad to hear this crew of upstarts carving out musical sketches
of Smith-station, the Dillingham Street Bridge and other
Columbus-inspired landmarks. I hope to see a lot more of the
Shadowville All-stars. They kicked out the jams. Check out their
space at www.myspace.com/shadowvilleallstars.
Next up were the vocal harmonies of Kat and Renee, both of whom have
wonderful voices. Their blues and country-inspired tunes paved the way
for Columbus' best kept secret - The Muff-tones.
The Muff-tones are made up of three very talented brothers, Jim, Jack
and John. Their aural soundscapes drift across the plain of bluegrass,
folk and sweeping instrumental originals. The Muff-tones play both
acoustic and electric instruments naturally or through various effects,
sounding at once intensely original and vaguely familiar.
The band started their set in a traditional formation - guitar, banjo
and electric bass. The sound was also traditional, very much like
standard bluegrass. Jim then switched his banjo for a dobro and then
replaced that with a mandolin. The trio swooped and sweltered through
some speedy newgrass, ragtime and instrumental folk ballads. Titles
included "Road to Recovery," "Running from Nothing,"
"Bleach" and "Square Dance." "Searching" was described
by Jim as something "Barry White would play if he grew up in
Kentucky." Each piece told a story.
Slowly the effects were added. Jack played his acoustic guitar through
a synth pedal, making the instrument sound like keyboard washes. Jim
then pulled out an old Ibanez electric head-banger guitar and played it
through an assortment of effects. This all added to an interstellar
sound that brought the listener from the coalmines of Kentucky to a
psychedelic galaxy far, far away.
The Muff-tones ended their set with a very dexterous groove full of
rich, acoustic textures and synchronistic rhythms showcasing these
front porch symphonies. The band seems to be tightening up its sound
and line-up. This band is worth catching around town.
The final act at Backyard Blues was Eddie Jones. Jones sat on stage
like a professional blues player and belted out "I Got a Woman" by
Ray Charles and jammed with a young bass player and Jim from the
Muff-tones on some blues in E.
He was then joined on stage by Eileen d'Esterno, a local sculptor and
painter who began singing the blues in a sultry and sexy voice.
Whether it was her verses or the swaying of her hips in front of the
still seated Jones, the performance was cut short by Jones'
significant other who ruches on stage only to yank the cable from the
guitar, silencing the room and leaving d'Esterno to ask: "What
happened? Did the cops come?"
The cops should have come. I haven't had more fun of recent, and
best of all, the event was free. All performers gave of their time and
talent, and some really good folks supported the event with sound,
lights and spirit. Gotshall said he would host more of these events,
so keep your ears open for good things to come from Backyard Blues.
Larry CR Caddell
--
"Ozone Stigmata" by Dockery-Conley:
Will Dockery and the Shadowville All-Stars
Bother to post poetry from writers without permission? One of the sites
I've cited here has a poet that claims they did that. Sure looks like
they print anything for fifty bucks, though... even worthless doggerel
by Dennis Hammes.
>Beau Blue wrote:
>> "Will Dockery" wrote:
>> >Dennis M. Hammes wrote:
>> >> Will Dockery wrote:
>>
>> >> > Yeah, poor Hammes seems to be just one of /millions/ lured in by the
>> >> > poetry.com scam.
>> >>
>> >> But /how far/?
>> >> It's a writer's job to look for publication
>> >
>> >Yet apparently the only one you managed was with the vanity-scam
>> >poetry.com.
>> >
>> >Meanwhile, I've published my poetry, columns and assorted other
>> >writings and art on a monthly basis http://www.playgroundsmag.com
>>
>> The money's so good from writing for playgroundsmag.com that you
>
>Sure as hell beats Hammes and his poetry.com... heh.
You're a clueless boob. See, Twitch? That's an insult. Asking what you
do with your paychecks is curiousity. Paid to tote is paid to tote,
Bill. That's NOT an insult, it's a data point.
>
>Why don't /you/ take Hammes under your wing and make a video of
>"Singing Heads", pay him well, and issue a "cease & desist" to
>poetry.com?
Is this legal advice .. you thinkin' you're a lawyer? You know your
NPD is takin' a serious turn here, Twitch. Better you just keep to
spazzing in front of Sinclair's camera than start dispensing legal
strategies, OK? Geez, and I thought your delusions were getting
AUK-worthy before ...
>
>> donate the checks you get for the time you spend as a Pizza Roma
>> delivery boy
>>
>> Or does it go to back child support?
>
>Once again, Blue is forced to resort to "peronal insult mode"... twice
>in one post.
You're a clueless maroon who can't dance. It's a data point. Take it
as an insult if you wish, dropout, it doesn't change the fact of it.
-blue
~ Beau Blue Presents ~ <> http://members.cruzio.com/~jjwebb
Not enough of one to fall for the poetry.com scam... your boy Hammes
has /that/ booby prize, Blue.
> >Why don't /you/ take Hammes under your wing and make a video of
> >"Singing Heads", pay him well, and issue a "cease & desist" to
> >poetry.com?
>
> Is this legal advice
No, you've already taken on Mush-Mouth so Hammes' scatalogical
limmericks seem like a natural for one of your video cartoons.
> >> donate the checks you get for the time you spend as a Pizza Roma
> >> delivery boy
> >>
> >> Or does it go to back child support?
> >
> >Once again, Blue is forced to resort to "peronal insult mode"... twice
> >in one post.
>
> You're a clueless maroon
Again, that's the best you can come up with?
Not enough of one to fall for the poetry.com scam... your boy Hammes
has /that/ booby prize, Blue.
--
More like he figures you're an idiot.
> You know your
> NPD is takin' a serious turn here, Twitch. Better you just keep to
> spazzing in front of Sinclair's camera than start dispensing legal
> strategies, OK? Geez, and I thought your delusions were getting
> AUK-worthy before ...
Blue-blows...
>
>>
>>> donate the checks you get for the time you spend as a Pizza Roma
>>> delivery boy
>>>
>>> Or does it go to back child support?
>>
>>Once again, Blue is forced to resort to "peronal insult mode"... twice
>>in one post.
>
> You're a clueless maroon who can't dance. It's a data point. Take it
> as an insult if you wish, dropout, it doesn't change the fact of it.
>
> -blue
Are you a virgin?
I respect that in a dottering fool.
___
<slurp><mmrph> /_, \
<shmock><gulp> oo >)
Gotdammit, Will! C__/ /
I wish you had balls UU\(__
I could suck on too! / (\
\ |. ||\
---------------------'-----'--
"Mousy" "Duckerty"
--
Cm~
> > Why would poetry.com bother?
>
> Bother to post poetry from writers without permission?
Makes no sense.
> Will Dockery wrote:
>
>
>>Hammes probably "signed" a fine print "release" to poetry.com by making
Unlike duckurpy, Hammes can read and knows what a magnifying glass is
for.
There's no fine print; it would scare off their preferred class of
victim.
Two scenarios from what they actually put (in separate offers):
1. They /did/ offer to buy First Serial Rights, and defaulted of
publication (the title, date, and ISBN of the putative publication
are specified in the begging notice);
2. No publication was actually offered, in which case they have
no rights in the submission.
>>the contribution of his poems /willingly/, but on one of the websites
Poor duckurpy, doesn't even know the difference between
"contribution" and "submission."
It doesn't matter that poetry.com doesn't either, no matter
duckurpy Believes them to be The Authorities for whatever feeble
fantasy it Empowers him with.
I am a First Serial /contributor/ to rec.arts.poems, a physical
little magazine to which there are no /submissions/ (actual
time-binding -- "printing" -- is performed by the author, publication
by various paid and unpaid distributors), however there are
"contribution guidelines" (the FAQ if any, as modified by other
contributors in real time in any case).
>>I've seen on this scam, a poet writes that poetry.com has among the
>>millions of poems archived at the website some poems posted and for
>>sale there /without/ the permission of the poets.
The two you continually crow about are among them, a.s.
>>
>>Those, like Hammes, who "donated" their poetry to poetry.com probably
Where did you get this piece of shit?
Oh. Right. Same as the rest.
Out of your own Authoritative ass.
What's so amusing is that you keep having to lie about somebody
else's "Archives" to prove "that I paid to be published," when said
"Archives" clearly prove that I did /not/ pay them.
There's a reason, duckfilth, that I did not pay them, just as
there is a reason I corresponded briefly in the first place: I'm a
publisher, and what they said in their /first/ offer was a
completely-standard parroting of a completely standard First Serial
/anthology/ prospectus.
The scam emerged in the /second/ offer, in which they confessed to
be one of the shittier varieties of vanity press, sucking the pricks
of babies who manage to put some words in a row /once/. It's a /lot/
larger victim pool -- by orders of magnitude -- than that of babyshit
publishers who must wait (often indefinitely) for a baby to get 80
pages (a fairly-standard "poetry collection") of babyshit together in
a bunch.
I.e., you have no least idea how much money publishers waste on
advances for which they never receive a finished (let alone saleable)
manuscript. The poetry.com scam does away with any need for advances
(a form of grant) in doing away with any use for finished manuscripts.
It would be in my best commercial interests to shoot or hang you, and
every found example of your kind, very publicly, since it is your
spamming of editors' desks with your babyfilth that has closed the
doors of /all/ book publishers to any form of poetry submissions for
four decades.
This includes some dozen "University Poetry Contests," who are, no
matter the advertising, open only to the Department's Favored Students.
This also includes all lit'ry agents, who will "read your
manuscript" for $400-1000, with /no/ guarantee of commentary, let
alone agency, let alone publication -- the original of half of the
poetry.com scam.
The other half is that the rest of the anthology is so full of
babyshit that nobody but the babies in it will buy it, so there will
never be any royalties. poetry.com so absolutely knows this that
they won't publish a poem -- good or bad -- unless the author buys
the anthology.
Well, duckshit, I'm not in business to /buy/ my pomes; I'm in
business to /sell/ them.
I'll give away a copy -- called a "leader" -- to produce a sale.
I'll put out a review copy -- also a giveaway -- so that a
potential reader can read it before buying one.
I'll even teach the reader how to read them -- called a "critical
essay."
And I'll kick any stray mutt that pees in any part of the process
right in the ballZ.
Proving only that you, jake, and tommy don't have any.
No matter.
There's no closed season on vermin /or/ feral housepets.
>>lose, but the poets that had their poems put on /without permission/
>>should have a case, and may yet give these crooks their comeuppance.
>
>
> Why would poetry.com bother? Unless they have so much money
> to pay for lawyers, they don't care. It might be like those tabloids.
It's called "Chapter 11," after which the victims and the lawyers get
nothing, and poetry.com reopens the same equipment and shitlists
under a different moniker.
Guarantee: the /corporation/ owns nothing.
> When Will Dockery makes it to the big time, then the tabloids
> will lift the worthless stuff to serve as an example of rags to riches.
>
> "Before Dockery was a Star!"
>
> It sounds like a wet dream for the fetishists who love
> to harm people by setting up reasons
> to talk to lawyers and judges and smell the wood
> of a court room. That people get off on such possibilities
> is as nauseating as the idea of people getting off
> on the fragrance of urine-tainted panties.
But our own dear chuckles is desperate to get into /both/...
(So's duckurpy, but he's too stupid to know even that much.)
>
> And I used to think these two lawyers
> who refused to advance technologically
> beyond a rotary dial phone were nuts!
>
> Imagine that? Having the education of
> lawyers and continuing to find the world
> worthy of only burying their heads in the sand.
No, in a small room (box, coffin) away from the sun (light,
knowledge, inspection), where the fondle the soil (waste, turds) of
the Old Country and suck it for their Unholy Powowers.
It's what they /all/ do.
They do /not/ "read for the law," and can't afford to have anyone
else do it.
Thus, their invention (actually a found turd that doesn't exist in
the U.S.) of "licenses."
>
> But that's not the right way to look at it.
>
> They saw things more clearly than idealists
> (idiots) who take risks for dreams.
They saw who could be fooled, who could be threatened, and who could
only be killed.
They're not /quite/ ready for that in the U.S. as yet.
>
> Maybe the dreams stop or life becomes
> a tourist's stop, a destination into the past,
> where people expose their children to light
> every minute of the day and night as the only
> evidence of surrendering to the future.
>
Pf. People surrender to the past.
The future doesn't exist yet, and the present is gone before they
can find a white flag or get their pants down.
--
-------(m+
~/:o)_|
I do not "negotiate" for half my baby back, Solomon.
http://scrawlmark.org
> Sherrie Lee wrote:
>
>>Will Dockery wrote:
>>
>>
>>>Hammes probably "signed" a fine print "release" to poetry.com by making
>>>the contribution of his poems /willingly/, but on one of the websites
>>>I've seen on this scam, a poet writes that poetry.com has among the
>>>millions of poems archived at the website some poems posted and for
>>>sale there /without/ the permission of the poets.
>>>
>>>Those, like Hammes, who "donated" their poetry to poetry.com probably
>>>lose, but the poets that had their poems put on /without permission/
>>>should have a case, and may yet give these crooks their comeuppance.
>>
>>Why would poetry.com bother? Unless they have so much money
>>to pay for lawyers, they don't care.
>
>
> Bother to post poetry from writers without permission? One of the sites
> I've cited here has a poet that claims they did that. Sure looks like
> they print anything for fifty bucks, though... even worthless doggerel
> by Dennis Hammes.
>
Ah. /Now/ we know.
They /turned down/ duckrupy's unspeakable shi... ah, "doggerel."
> Mousy Tom "Champion of Perpetual Whining" Bishop squeaked:
>
> ___
> <slurp><mmrph> /_, \
> <shmock><gulp> oo >)
> Gotdammit, Will! C__/ /
> I wish you had balls UU\(__
> I could suck on too! (| |\\
> \ |<-<-\\
> ---------------------'-----'--
> "Mousy" "Duckerty"
>
--
> Dennis M. Hammes wrote:
>
>>Sherrie Lee wrote:
>
>
>>>What I do wonder is why those two poems were chosen.
>>>I see it loaded with fuck etc... but not spelled out f*u*c*k,
>>>yet etc... is.
>>>
>>
>>It's "those two pomes" because it's the /only/ two pomes. I sent the
>>first shortly after I'd written it (12/00) on receiving the offer,
>>and the second on receiving another offer stating that the first was
>>published in
>>
>>/The Silence Within/, The International Library of Poetry,
>>ISBN-0-7951-5062-8, 2/2001.
>>
>>Evidently, they lied, so I quit correspondence, however they kept
>>nagging me for another two years.
>
>
> How'd you get them to stop?
II Thermodynamics. They couldn't afford the postage, pager, printing...
Real Successful Publishers, you know.
>
> You were a decent lead inspite of your having given no money.
>
No, I'm only a shill they can't afford to pay for.
They advertise me as typical of what they publish.
If they'd had any brains, they'da published me for free.
One day, they'll find they really couldn't afford /not/ to pay me,
but that's a couple more equations besides the mere contrapositive of
the one they fucked up.
>
>> As far as their continuing to advertise ownership of a piece for
>>which they haven't even paid First Serial Rights (i.e., publication
>>a.s.), they're quite in violation of law, which I will let pile up as
>>the statute's still running on it.
>
>
> It's like a true liberal arts test. I hate that.
>
Well, then, you hate me, because I've been writing them here for
duckurpy, jake, tommy, et al, for years.
And they, like poetry.com, have been flunking 'em for years.
Now, if /you've/ been flunking 'em, howcum you keep landing on the
right side of the equation?
(Sometimes not very far, but I've seen 500-lap, 180-mph NASCAR
races won by four inches, and /never/ by a whole lap. While tommy
"went into the wall on turn one" and suckery "blowed up" and the
ultimate suck "failed to qualify.")
> Barbara's Cat wrote:
>
> > Mousy Tom "Champion of Perpetual Whining" Bishop squeaked:
> >
> > ___
> > <slurp><mmrph> /_, \
> > <shmock><gulp> oo >)
> > Gotdammit, Will! C__/ /
> > I wish you had balls UU\(__
> > I could suck on too! (| |\\
> > \ |<-<-\\
> > ---------------------'-----'--
> > "Mousy" "Duckerty"
You're gonna cost Mousy
a new bottle of Jergens.
--
Cm~
That's probably your most incredible fantasy yet, Hammes... poetry.com
/buying/ a poem?
> First Serial Rights, and defaulted of
> publication
Because you didn't pay the 50 bucks.
Not really but the guy I quoted here yesterday claims this happened to
him and a couple of his poet friends.
Here's an interesting one on Hammes' "publisher":
The Number ONE Poetry Scam
A review by TheChocolateLady on poetry.com
August 28th, 2002
http://www.ciao.co.uk/poetry_com__Review_5301554
Recently someone on a newsgroup said that they had been chosen to be a
semi-finalist in one of Poetry.com's contests. This is a well known
scam, and many people told this person to run as fast as he could the
other direction. But then, someone said "Just to be fair: [they hope]
one will buy the book, but [do] not require it." This is what I ansered
to that.
Let me tell you about that, just to be fair, OK?
Way back when I first got internet, someone innocently told me about
this wonderful place that would publish my poetry. Not knowing better,
I entered their monthly "contest". Several weeks later I received
notification that unfortunately, I hadn't won anything in their monthly
contest, but that they wanted to enter it into their yearly contest and
publish it in their book "A Quiet Storm" which was due to be published
in May 1997. And all I had to do to get a copy of this lovely
publication was to send them $49.95 plus shipping and handling. If I
wanted the deluxe version, that was only $20 more. I think they also
wanted a certain amount for putting my biography in the book as well as
even more for my photograph.
This sounded pretty fishy to me, so I started to investigate. I first
looked at some of the other poetry on the site, including some of the
"winners", and I immediately knew that something was afoot. I then
decided to see if I could contact any of the "winners". No luck. Out of
the 60 or so people listed as "previous winners" I could find what
seemed like viable addresses (through internet address search engines)
for about a dozen of them. Of those I was able to find only about 8
with email addresses. I wrote all of them and those that didn't bounce,
all replied the same way - they didn't know where I got their name or
address from but they had never entered any internet poetry contests.
Aha!
Based on this, I decided not to reply to them and forget the whole
thing. However...
A few months later I received a packet in the mail telling me that I
was a semi-finalist in their yearly contest which was being judged in
October, 1997 and I could win up to $10,000 in prizes. They then
informed me that even if I didn't win anything, they still wanted to
publish my poem in their book. But this time, it was in their book "A
Whispering Silence" which was due to be published in December, 1997. I
threw it away, along with the one I received a two weeks later which
told me that the book they wanted to publish my poem in would be called
"Chambers of Time".
By then I had found all the links and information regarding how this
was a scam. So, I decided to do an experiment. First, I tracked my poem
on their pages. Every so often my poem was slotted into new anthology,
with a new publication date. This continued for 18 months or more. My
poem kept being relegated to the next anthology and the next, and the
next. This might have gone on ad infinitum, but...
Then, I went into my poem and revised it to read as a warning to others
along the lines of "this place is a scam/ they only want your money/
they will never pay anyone a penny in prizes/ don't give them anything/
run away quick".
A few weeks later my when I did a search for my name, found my poem,
but when I clicked on the link, the poem was gone and I saw this:
"Please note that this poem has been archived. If you are the author,
you may release this poem for viewing by anyone who visits this site.
If you have an email account, this should take less than one minute.
Simply provide your email address below and click on "Submit". You will
receive an email message from poetry.com. Please follow the
instructions in the message. If you do not have an email account,
please send a letter to poetry.com Archive Director, One Poetry Plaza,
Owings Mills MD 21117, stating your request to have this poem released
for viewing. Include your name, address, VIP (if known), and the title
of the poem to be released."
"After release, your poem will be published on the Internet by
poetry.com as your original work and under your copyright. The
community of poets who use this forum for self-expression will be able
to view and share your poem, always as your original work and under
your copyright in the various ways described on this website."
About a month after that, when I searched for my name, even that had
been obliterated.
So, yes, to be "fair" they *don't* require that you buy the book. But
if you don't, it doesn't get into the book - at all, ever.
No pay, no publication.
(But its fun to play with their "Poetry in Motion" magnets. Don't
bother to submit anything, just play with them.)
It's poetry.com not "Hammes's publisher"
> The Number ONE Poetry Scam
>
> A review by TheChocolateLady on poetry.com
> August 28th, 2002
[snip uninteresting portion]
> So, yes, to be "fair" they *don't* require that you buy the book. But
> if you don't, it doesn't get into the book - at all, ever.
There you have it. If you want their coffee table book
with your poem in it, buy it.
If you're desperate to feel good about being published,
do what I did and give permission to a magazine
publish your stuff for a "free copy" of the mag.
Sky Mag did this for me and they even marked the page
I was on with one of those little yellow arrow-thingies
accountants use when they want you to "sign here".
For as long as that issues lasts, I get to self-inflict
embarrassment upon myself by showing everyone
that I have been published! And the naughty side
is proud -- a comment on how poetry can make
a poet money. hahahaha!!
You do not care. I can tell by how you snip
that you're trolling. Why would you spend
time researching Dennis's poem? Is this
some war I'm missing? You haven't written
anything too obnoxious and neither has Dennis
that annoys me. Not even when Dennis
uses the Princess thing on me does it annoy me.
I've been called better things, like Queen, before.
And he's right about turning frogs into princes.
It's never worked for me, even after spending
7 years with barefoot laundry mat dweller.
Once a laundry mat dweller, always.
Will, poetry.com is only benefitting.
Surely their hits have gone up. You work for them?
Anyway, I'm not out to change you. Just to say
I got to read those two poems of Dennis's.
Thank you.
Only one copy from what it seems, since an interesting portion you
snipped points out that two friends who paid poetry.com for the same
book (each with a poem of their own in it) got the /same book/...
except with different first pages.
Both had the poem they'd on the first page of the copy they paid for,
with the rest of the books exactly the same.
>
> So, yes, to be "fair" they *don't* require that you buy the book. But
> if you don't, it doesn't get into the book - at all, ever.
As an online site for one's precious words --- there are worse.
>
> No pay, no publication.
Heh! ...ask rikkey rik how he's doing!!!!
>
> (But its fun to play with their "Poetry in Motion" magnets. Don't
> bother to submit anything, just play with them.)
Ooooooeeee Baby!!!!!!!!!!!!
--
-------------------------------------------
AJ - http://ClitIn.Com e In.
(800 folders. -- kiddie-filtered -- FREE,
Usenet Porn.)
>
I thot he used mayo. Edible, and hides the smell of spoiled meat mostly.
Isn't that what was promised to them?
I'm sure most people expect to have their poem in more than /one copy/
of a book. Apparently poetry.com leaves a page blank, slaps the poem in
and that's that.
--
"Ozone Stigmata" by Dockery-Conley:
http://www.myspace.com/willdockery
Will Dockery and the Shadowville All-Stars
I don't hate you. I don't have the patience,
which is probably why people get away
with BS in the first place. Very few
people have the patience to fight them.
> And they, like poetry.com, have been flunking 'em for years.
> Now, if /you've/ been flunking 'em, howcum you keep landing on the
> right side of the equation?
Because I'm an ok person. Dumb sometimes, but ok.
> (Sometimes not very far, but I've seen 500-lap, 180-mph NASCAR
> races won by four inches, and /never/ by a whole lap. While tommy
> "went into the wall on turn one" and suckery "blowed up" and the
> ultimate suck "failed to qualify.")
>
> --
> -------(m+
> ~/:o)_|
> I do not "negotiate" for half my baby back, Solomon.
> http://scrawlmark.org
Hey! I just noticed that! <copy> <run to google...>
I knew that. :-) <still feeling stupid for not knowing it fast enough>
:-)
Is there a money back guarantee?
> > Maybe the dreams stop or life becomes
> > a tourist's stop, a destination into the past,
> > where people expose their children to light
> > every minute of the day and night as the only
> > evidence of surrendering to the future.
>
> Pf. People surrender to the past.
> The future doesn't exist yet, and the present is gone before they
> can find a white flag or get their pants down.
"If one good deed in all my life I did,
I do repent it."
Left with only a tongue, to die of hunger and thirst,
to be consumed by that which is the ingredients
of life, the keeper of bones, food
for everything that crawls, the seed speaks
for its maker.
> Dennis M. Hammes wrote:
>
>>Sherrie Lee wrote:
>
>
>>>Maybe the dreams stop or life becomes
>>>a tourist's stop, a destination into the past,
>>>where people expose their children to light
>>>every minute of the day and night as the only
>>>evidence of surrendering to the future.
>>
>>Pf. People surrender to the past.
>> The future doesn't exist yet, and the present is gone before they
>>can find a white flag or get their pants down.
>
>
> "If one good deed in all my life I did,
> I do repent it."
>
> Left with only a tongue, to die of hunger and thirst,
> to be consumed by that which is the ingredients
> of life, the keeper of bones, food
> for everything that crawls, the seed speaks
> for its maker.
>
Don't do a Tommy. Please.
That up there happens to /all/ of us (I have it on Good Authority).
The question is what you do in the meantime.
And whether you make it fun or a chore.
But a pome is a seed, yes.
And a seed is a map of a flower, a map of a man.
And when I is gone, my maps will say (among other things) that I
seed cups.
And found them Good.
> Dennis M. Hammes wrote:
>
>> Now, if /you've/ been flunking 'em, howcum you keep landing on the
>>right side of the equation?
>
>
> Because I'm an ok person. Dumb sometimes, but ok.
>
There you are, then.
Yeah, and a good thing for you, Uncle Bugfuck.
--
"Ozone Stigmata" by Will Dockery:
:-( Why would you say that? Why would think I would?
> That up there happens to /all/ of us (I have it on Good Authority).
> The question is what you do in the meantime.
> And whether you make it fun or a chore.
Shakespeare's _Titus Andronicus_.
Aaron was buried (shoulder deep?).
Aaron repents his good deed from his very soul.
I saw the movie with Anthony Hopkins
as Titus and then skimmed the play.
There's this thing I see Shakespeare
doing with language that happens in four (three?) forms,
tongue, hands, sex, and books.
I thought it'd sound dramatic to write that up there.
It's making me think, and you're helping.
> But a pome is a seed, yes.
> And a seed is a map of a flower, a map of a man.
> And when I is gone, my maps will say (among other things) that I
> seed cups.
> And found them Good.
You're talking about the future, talking in the present,
talking about the past. Isn't that surrendering to the future?
How come I see it that way, and you see it
as surrendering to the past?
>
>Dennis M. Hammes wrote:
>> Will Dockery wrote:
>>
>> > Meanwhile poor deluded slobs like Hammes keep the "Selection Committee"
>> > laughing all the way to the bank.
>>
>> weren't you the little shit who expounded at length
>> on P.T.Barnum's dictum that there was no such thing as bad publicity?
>
>Yeah, and a good thing for you, Uncle Bugfuck.
Yeah, a good thing for everyone .. who has ever run out on their
kids. Every alcoholic who ever fucked up his free ride. Every high
school dropout who ever thought he was an 'all-star' who didn't need
education. Every delivery boy who dreams of fame but is too lazy to
learn how to sing. Every spastic who ever whinged on a nowhere stage
in Bumpkinbrush. Every hack amateur who believes that his day job in a
pizza parlor and his fly-by-night spaz dancing east of Alabama will
lead to his discovery as a talented 'street' artist.
Oh look, it's Twitch! Gettin' "no such thing as bad publicity".
hehehehehhehe ...
You are a maroon, Bill. And that is so very, very, very
sad. You know? A sad maroon, a pathetic deadbeat
dachshund, an NPD pizza delivery boy over forty years old
with an IQ under 80.
Here's a question: Do you think when you're 60 your kids will step up
to take care of you? As well as you took care of them? Probably not,
huh?
Sad Twitch, really really sad.
-blue
Someone said you finally did a cartoon in color, that true? Being the
stud cartoonist you are, it was an easy thing to get accomplished,
huh? Congrats. Now, if you could only learn how to dance.
~ Beau Blue Presents ~ <> http://members.cruzio.com/~jjwebb
Bill Minor * Robert Sward <> Internet Broadsides
Morton Marcus * Renay <> Contemporary American Poetry
~ Blue's Cruzio Cafe ~ <> http://members.cruzio.com/~cafe
You're boring.
Why do you love Will Dockery????
You ran out on your kids, Blue?
<typicalBluejealouslyingwhinesnipped>
And "good" for you I suppose, Blue... since establishing yourself as a
jealous whining liar is certainly "bad publicity".
--
"Ozone Stigmata" by Will Dockery-Henry Conley
http://www.myspace.com/willdockery
Greybeard Cavalier
Recorded at The Vault
Columbus, GA 31901
June 13, 2006
Vocals: Will Dockery. Music: The Shadowville Allstars.
Based on "Greybeard Cavalier" by Will Dockery, 0x0000 and Brian Fowler.
Video by Doug Cole
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r6BGlXmtzE8
Why not kill them and eat them.
Only for Xtian purposes, of ourse.,,
--
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AJ - http://ClitIn.Com e In.
(800 folders. -- kiddie-filtered -- FREE,
Usenet Porn.)
>
Good question.
Blue's drooling slurps are disgusting, but "there's no such thing as
bad publicity", after all, even his obvious and awkward gay love for
me.
--
"Ozone Stigmata" by Will Dockery-Henry Conley
http://www.myspace.com/willdockery
Greybeard Cavalier
Recorded at The Vault
Columbus, GA 31901
June 13, 2006
Vocals: Will Dockery. Music: The Shadowville Allstars.
Based on "Greybeard Cavalier" by Will Dockery, 0x0000 and Brian Fowler.
Video by Doug Cole
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r6BGlXmtzE8
> --
Hammes explained why he escaped his "ex-son" recently, there was more
than one?
--
"Ozone Stigmata" by Will Dockery-Henry Conley
http://www.myspace.com/willdockery
"Can't beat the classics." -Peter J. Ross
http://www.kannibaal.nl/zorro.mp3
"In my opinion Will Dockery is easily one of the most authentic
American
poets around. A real coffeehouse poet who is not scared of mingling
some
real American elements such as country music into his poetry. Whileas
you
just try to appear as European as possible with all your sucking up to
80
year old European surrealists..." -MH Benders
(Zorro press release, 2005 http://www.kannibaal.nl/shadowville.htm )
All I know is that I've asked him reasonable questions
and he declines to answer.
He killfile/ignores me, but pisses on you endlessly.
(interesting, but not very...)
For what --- his piss on you????
No effect, I would guess.
Not like blue is keeping you out of Atlanta.
Stopping your performances...
:)
The smartest people live in the most expensive places,
the stupidest, the least.
Not even /I/ could stop them if I wanted to.
--
"Ozone Stigmata" by Will Dockery-Henry Conley
http://www.myspace.com/willdockery
"Can't beat the classics." -Peter J. Ross
http://www.kannibaal.nl/zorro.mp3
"In my opinion Will Dockery is easily one of the most authentic
American
poets around. A real coffeehouse poet who is not scared of mingling
some
real American elements such as country music into his poetry. Whileas
you
just try to appear as European as possible with all your sucking up to
80
year old European surrealists..." -MH Benders
(Zorro press release, 2005 http://www.kannibaal.nl/shadowville.htm )
> > Greybeard Cavalier
>Placenta Jinn wrote:
>> "Beau Blue" wrote
>>
>> You're boring.
>>
>> Why do you love Will Dockery????
>
>Good question.
>
>Blue's drooling slurps are disgusting, but "there's no such thing as
>bad publicity", after all, even his obvious and awkward gay love for
>me.
"Gay love"? Explain yourself, Will.
Karla
Even if true: Gayness isn't any crime, blah.
You continue to accuse me of theft. seems criminal to me, unless
you intend to backyourself up, moron-pissant.
Gee... Keep it up and try anything /legal/ - you FAT-moron.
FAT-idiot.
Well honestly Will... He thinks your poetry is shit.
I frankly don't see his point...
All poetry is shit. :)
When in the last century did a poet make enough money
to piss in his own mouth?
>>
>> All I know is that I've asked him reasonable questions
>> and he declines to answer.
>>
>> He killfile/ignores me, but pisses on you endlessly.
>> (interesting, but not very...)
>>
>> For what --- his piss on you????
>>
>> No effect, I would guess.
>> Not like blue is keeping you out of Atlanta.
>> Stopping your performances...
>
> Not even /I/ could stop them if I wanted to.
Performance, (blah)...
My guess: Wishful thinking.
--
Cm~
>Beau Blue wrote:
>> "Will Dockery" wrote:
>> >Dennis M. Hammes wrote:
>> >> Will Dockery wrote:
>>
>> >> > Meanwhile poor deluded slobs like Hammes keep the "Selection Committee"
>> >> > laughing all the way to the bank.
>> >>
>> >> weren't you the little shit who expounded at length
>> >> on P.T.Barnum's dictum that there was no such thing as bad publicity?
>> >
>> >Yeah, and a good thing for you, Uncle Bugfuck.
>>
>> Yeah, a good thing for everyone .. who has ever run out on their
>> kids.
>
>You ran out on your kids, Blue?
>
><typicalBluejealouslyingwhinesnipped>
>
>And "good" for you I suppose, Blue... since establishing yourself as a
>jealous whining liar is certainly "bad publicity".
Do you think when you're 62 your kids will step up to take care of
you? As well as you took care of them?
They're questions, Twitch. Got no answers, huh?
They're not insults. They're not lies. They're questions. Got no
answers, huh?
How 'bout: Do you think a high school graduate could get a job as a
pizza parlor menial?
How about a college graduate? Do you think a college graduate could
run a bakery? Or a recording studio? An internet publishing company?
Wait, here's a question you should ask yourself: Was the Usenet
implemented by people who believed they didn't need education to be
successful? By people who bragged about how uneducated they were?
You hump pie for a living, Twitch. And it's .. well .. sad ... you
know?
-blue
* *
*
"Go on, tell yourself he's jealous. There, feel better now?"
"Bill can't hear you. Hell, he can't hear anyone."
"Well, there are a couple mirrors and a reflecting pool
he'll listen to as they tell him he's the fairest in all the
land. Don't they count?"
The one that matters in the end... see below.
> They're not insults. They're not lies. They're questions. Got no
> answers, huh?
>
> How 'bout: Do you think a high school graduate could get a job as a
> pizza parlor menial?
>
> How about a college graduate? Do you think a college graduate could
> run a bakery? Or a recording studio? An internet publishing company?
>
> Wait, here's a question you should ask yourself: Was the Usenet
> implemented by people who believed they didn't need education to be
> successful? By people who bragged about how uneducated they were?
>
> You hump pie for a living <continuingjealouswhinesnipped>
And here's you answer, Blue:
I produce superior art to you, /naturally/, and that rankles you to no
end, to the point that you contanstantly have to turn to your usual
jealously whining personal insults.
Come on back with /more/, Blue, since apparently that's all you have.
--
"Ozone Stigmata" by Will Dockery-Henry Conley
http://www.myspace.com/willdockery
"Can't beat the classics." -Peter J. Ross
So then the answers are all yes?
You think a high school graduate could get a job as a
pizza parlor menial. Right?
You think a college graduate could run a bakery, a recording studio
and an internet publishing company. Right?
All I have? You're a clueless boob.
-blue
Blue behaves like a jealous jilted wannabe lover, Karla.
Now your turn, explain your boy Hammes.
Hey, hypocrite, here's a dozen of Hammes' 401 pieces of homophobic
turds... you wanna explain/defend 'em?
http://scrawlmark.org/jinmeets.html
47
There was an old Bishop, a fagboi,
Who thought he would bugger a bagboy,
But something between us
Had shredded his penis --
That ZipLock is really a drag, boy.
125
There was an old Bishop, a fool
Who claimed he was covered with drool,
Or so he got by
Until CSI
Matched the lip-marks on Dockery's tool.
40
There was an old Bishop of skank
Who looked for a wanker to wank.
He decided that Dock
Would use just enough cock
Not to stir so much shit that he stank.
225
There was an old Bishop whose plums
Always stuck on the Dockery's thumbs.
He said, "What a good
Inspirational food,"
And the chuckles would lick up the crumbs.
62
There was an old Bishop of Dick
Who begged and beseeched for a prick,
But when push came to shove
He was too tight for LUUUve;
'Twas the chuckles who wasn't too thick.
288
There was an old Bishop who trusted
In Dockery diets, got busted
In more ways than one
By a passel of fun
When the chunk saw his man-tits, and lusted.
300
There was an old Bishop who'd follow
Instructions to chuckles' hog-wallow,
Where all of his reading
Was prelude to pleading
Instructions to suck and to swallow.
93
There was an old Bishop of fucknuts
Whose greatest desire was to suck nuts.
He lined up a lits
Whose hilarious fits
Began when the monkey grabbed stuck nuts.
203
There was an old Bishop whose flakes
Gave oncologists shivers and shakes
But when put in a bowl,
They made Dockery troll,
"Boy, this breakfast has got what it takes!"
31
There was an old Bishop of landfill
Who couldn't make Dockery's gland fill.
Despite the bare plate
He would lecture his date
With several sermons on handfill.
81
There was an old Bishop whose nuts
Were all hidden in other men's butts.
He would reach in and grip
'Til his jowls would drip
With the flavors of maybes and whats.
36
The idiot Bishop of Fuckbrain
Just /had/ to suck Dockery's duckbrain
For something so small
It would swell up at all.
Now he knows how the Borneans suck brain.
Just a dozen you've passed over to ask /me/ what I mean... but you've
already explained Hammes, so don't bother.
"...Those types of pictures are offensive to me but I can also be
offended by what someone writes. We communicate less by pictures on the
poetry newsgroups but that doesn't mean that the picture words we
create aren't as offensive as a picture. It's just that the picture as
communication has more shock value because we use pictures less here.
Now, I have no idea what most of you mean when you bash someone by
depicting them in homosexual acts, whether it is with words or
pictures. What I mean is, using it here may not mean that you're
anti-gay, homophobic, sexist, etc. I have no idea. But the cheap shot
isn't helpful and promotes sexist and homophobic thinking..."
-Karla explains the /Uncle Hammes type/.
> >If /you/ enjoy writing your "poetry," and if /you/ enjoy reading
> >it, well and good. But the mere fact that you WROTE IT AT ALL
> >doesn't entitle you to any special dispensation.
> >
> >Of course, long-timers in these precincts pretty much understand
> >why you HAVE TO BELIEVE that everything you write is pure gold.
> >But that's a whole different story -- and the fact remains that
> >crap is crap, no matter how prolific its writer might be.
> >
> >Those 401 lame-assed "Bishop" limericks, for example, which you
> >cranked out in mere minutes apiece: THEY'RE supposed to be a
> >validation of your great and marvelous "talent?" Please...give
> >us a break. You should be embarrassed to have those displayed
> >on your vanity web site.
> >
> >Being a "poet" is hardly a marketable skill under the best of
> >circumstances, son. Being a self-anointed PO-wet with a self-
> >conferred "doctorate" and an attitude is an even /harder/ sell.
> >
> >Nobody 'round /these/ parts is buying it, Shortstuff.
Except maybe Karla and Blue-Boy.
> >http://wormfarmer.blogspot.com
--
"Ozone Stigmata" by Will Dockery-Henry Conley
http://www.myspace.com/willdockery
"Can't beat the classics." -Peter J. Ross
<continuingjealouswhinesnipped>
> >And here's you answer, Blue:
> >
> >I produce superior art to you, /naturally/, and that rankles you to no
> >end, to the point that you contanstantly have to turn to your usual
> >jealously whining personal insults.
>
> So then the answers are all yes?
That you're a jealous whiner?
Of course.
Blue,
Who runs Great Harvest Bread Company? Lately, I've trekked up to Berkeley
just to buy their superb bread. Are you hiding an equally good loaf of
bread over the hill?
Karla
>
>Karla wrote:
>> On 16 Sep 2006 11:15:02 -0700, "Will Dockery" wrote:
>> >Placenta Jinn wrote:
>> >> "Beau Blue" wrote
>>
>> >> You're boring.
>> >>
>> >> Why do you love Will Dockery????
>> >
>> >Good question.
>> >
>> >Blue's drooling slurps are disgusting, but "there's no such thing as
>> >bad publicity", after all, even his obvious and awkward gay love for
>> >me.
>>
>> "Gay love"? Explain yourself, Will.
>
>Blue behaves like a jealous jilted wannabe lover, Karla.
Will, are you saying that people who act like jealous jilted wannabe lovers
are gay? Or that gays act like jealous jilted wannabe lovers?
>Now your turn, explain your boy Hammes.
Why are you drawing a line in the sand or suggesting that you're on one
side of the fence and I'm on the other. I thought by your copy/paste of my
post regarding 'gay slurs' that you agreed with me. So why do you resort to
using 'gay' in a derogatory way?
>Hey, hypocrite, here's a dozen of Hammes' 401 pieces of homophobic
>turds... you wanna explain/defend 'em?
Why aren't you on Tom's tail for his sniping after anyone who posts,
hypocrite?
Karla
> So then the answers are all yes?
Nothing like stupid poetic-like logic!
Start with that.
For the sake of the kooks, this kook accuses me of
creating a derivative work of some poem I never read.
Moronic poetic-type logic.
Can you fuck yourself, FAT-idiot?
>
>>Now your turn, explain your boy Hammes.
That's rich... a legal aide explaining a wormfarmer.
HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Try to understand, Will... Hammes wanted to be a poet... :)
>
> Why are you drawing a line in the sand or suggesting that you're on one
> side of the fence and I'm on the other. I thought by your copy/paste of my
> post regarding 'gay slurs' that you agreed with me. So why do you resort to
> using 'gay' in a derogatory way?
Ummm....
Can you fuck yourself, FAT-idiot?
Being FAT (like you) is much more humiliating than sexual orientation,
FAT-fool. Can't stop stuffing your FAT face, can you?
>
>>Hey, hypocrite, here's a dozen of Hammes' 401 pieces of homophobic
>>turds... you wanna explain/defend 'em?
>
> Why aren't you on Tom's tail for his sniping after anyone who posts,
> hypocrite?
Poor baby.. are you feeling FAT?
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>
> Karla
> "Karla" <kar...@sbcNOSPAMglobal.net> wrote in message news:onnog29j70pgin7nq...@4ax.com...
>
>>"Gay love"? Explain yourself, Will.
>
>
> Even if true: Gayness isn't any crime, blah.
>
> You continue to accuse me of theft. seems criminal to me, unless
> you intend to backyourself up, moron-pissant.
>
> Gee... Keep it up and try anything /legal/ - you FAT-moron.
>
>
> FAT-idiot.
>
>
Mind explaining your gay love for Karla, pussy?
Oh, wait, I just did.
Mind explaining your gay love for Usenet?
O wait, you just did.
"People" surrender to the past.
Artisses, inventors, surrender to a future only they have seen
until they make it happen.
A pome is a future only teh PO-wet can see until he squeezes it
into a present.
So the babies can surrender to the past by peeing on the present.
But sweetie... Until you make your living at your craft
you are a laff.
Ok. I think I get what you mean, only because
I've been on both sides of the seesaw.
K,
FYI
It all began back in the 1970s. GHBC founders, Pete and Laura
Wakeman, were a couple of COLLEGE kids trying to earn some
money. They set up a roadside stand in their hometown of Durham,
Conn., and began baking fresh-ground whole-wheat bread.
After GRADUATING from COLLEGE, Pete & Laura opened the
first Great Harvest Bread Co. in Great Falls, Montana in 1976.
In 1983 the original Great Harvest Bakery, in Great Falls, sold to
Pete Rysted (another COLLEGE graduate) who still owns it today.
The franchise office was founded in that year as well and is located
in Dillion.
Today, Mike Ferretti (another COLLEGE graduate) is president and
CEO of Great Harvest. I'm told that Ferretti is passionate about
preserving the Great Harvest Bread Co. philosophy.
-blue
"Hey, maybe if Twitch moved out of Bumpkinbrush he
could get a job driving one of their delivery trucks. He's
a pro at bread delivery you know."
"What? And give up show business?"
You are undoubedly fat and ugly, and can't give a blowjob.
You can't compose poetry worth shit.
You can't be a muse. (very well)
You missed what life is about, sweetie.
And now you are married to a braindamaged bobo.
> > >
> > >
> > >> That up there happens to /all/ of us (I have it on Good Authority).
> > >> The question is what you do in the meantime.
> > >> And whether you make it fun or a chore.
> > >
> > >
> > > Shakespeare's _Titus Andronicus_.
> > > Aaron was buried (shoulder deep?).
> > >
> > > Aaron repents his good deed from his very soul.
> > >
> > > I saw the movie with Anthony Hopkins
> > > as Titus and then skimmed the play.
> > >
> > > There's this thing I see Shakespeare
> > > doing with language that happens in four (three?) forms,
> > > tongue, hands, sex, and books.
> > >
> > > I thought it'd sound dramatic to write that up there.
> > > It's making me think, and you're helping.
> > >
> > >
> > >>But a pome is a seed, yes.
> > >> And a seed is a map of a flower, a map of a man.
> > >> And when I is gone, my maps will say (among other things) that I
> > >>seed cups.
> > >> And found them Good.
Deluded prancing of a worm-headed moron.
Who has bugers in Fargo. Ha!
> > >
> > >
> > > You're talking about the future, talking in the present,
> > > talking about the past. Isn't that surrendering to the future?
> > >
> > > How come I see it that way, and you see it
> > > as surrendering to the past?
> > >
> >
> > "People" surrender to the past.
> > Artisses, inventors, surrender to a future only they have seen
> > until they make it happen.
> > A pome is a future only teh PO-wet can see until he squeezes it
> > into a present.
> > So the babies can surrender to the past by peeing on the present.
>
> Ok. I think I get what you mean, only because
> I've been on both sides of the seesaw.
Yeah, right...
We're all equal to Hammes as long as we have tits!
Show him your tits, Sherrie...
Everything is precious and a gift from God.
Even those pendulous melons of yours.
Show us God, you Florida babe!
> squeak
--
Cm~
No, I'm saying Beau Blue behaves like a jealous jilted wannabe lover,
Karla.
> >Hey, hypocrite, here's a dozen of Hammes' 401 pieces of homophobic
> >turds... you wanna explain/defend 'em?
>
--
> No, I'm quacking
--
Cm~
In what thread did you post this "superior art" in, Gasfly?
Finally overcoming your tragic writer's block?
>
>In what thread did you post this "superior art" in, Gasfly?
>
>Finally overcoming your tragic writer's block?
No insult, just an observation that you haven't written a poem in
several years.
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> > > >>Don't do a Tommy. Please.
> > > >
> > > >
> > > > :-( Why would you say that? Why would think I would?
>
> You are undoubedly fat and ugly, and can't give a blowjob.
> You can't compose poetry worth shit.
> You can't be a muse. (very well)
>
> You missed what life is about, sweetie.
> And now you are married to a braindamaged bobo.
I missed the "you".
> > > >>But a pome is a seed, yes.
> > > >> And a seed is a map of a flower, a map of a man.
> > > >> And when I is gone, my maps will say (among other things) that I
> > > >>seed cups.
> > > >> And found them Good.
>
> Deluded prancing of a worm-headed moron.
> Who has bugers in Fargo. Ha!
Dennis makes me feel sexy.
> > > > You're talking about the future, talking in the present,
> > > > talking about the past. Isn't that surrendering to the future?
> > > >
> > > > How come I see it that way, and you see it
> > > > as surrendering to the past?
> > > >
> > >
> > > "People" surrender to the past.
> > > Artisses, inventors, surrender to a future only they have seen
> > > until they make it happen.
> > > A pome is a future only teh PO-wet can see until he squeezes it
> > > into a present.
> > > So the babies can surrender to the past by peeing on the present.
> >
> > Ok. I think I get what you mean, only because
> > I've been on both sides of the seesaw.
>
> Yeah, right...
>
> We're all equal to Hammes as long as we have tits!
> Show him your tits, Sherrie...
I will when they're worthy of his critical eye.
> Everything is precious and a gift from God.
> Even those pendulous melons of yours.
>
> Show us God, you Florida babe!
More like weights on the chains of a cockoo clock.
Hey, honey! I'm a WalMart babe!
Lucky!
>
> > > > >>But a pome is a seed, yes.
> > > > >> And a seed is a map of a flower, a map of a man.
> > > > >> And when I is gone, my maps will say (among other things) that I
> > > > >>seed cups.
> > > > >> And found them Good.
> >
> > Deluded prancing of a worm-headed moron.
> > Who has bugers in Fargo. Ha!
>
> Dennis makes me feel sexy.
There isn't much around, but still...
You are pretty pathetic if this wormy-boi
"makes me feel sexy"
I assume some women (fat and ugly?) really go
for losers like 'ennis?
Have 'ennis write sonnets to FATTIES and see
how popular that is.... Heh...
"The FAT Lady Sings" --- series
The "Singing FAT" --- help me here...
>
> > > > > You're talking about the future, talking in the present,
> > > > > talking about the past. Isn't that surrendering to the future?
> > > > >
> > > > > How come I see it that way, and you see it
> > > > > as surrendering to the past?
> > > > >
> > > >
> > > > "People" surrender to the past.
> > > > Artisses, inventors, surrender to a future only they have seen
> > > > until they make it happen.
> > > > A pome is a future only teh PO-wet can see until he squeezes it
> > > > into a present.
> > > > So the babies can surrender to the past by peeing on the present.
> > >
> > > Ok. I think I get what you mean, only because
> > > I've been on both sides of the seesaw.
> >
> > Yeah, right...
> >
> > We're all equal to Hammes as long as we have tits!
> > Show him your tits, Sherrie...
>
> I will when they're worthy of his critical eye.
Nothing like wormfarmershit.
I prefer Camaron Diaz, even when she is a slut.
A wormfarmer from podunk is only worthy of killfile.
>
> > Everything is precious and a gift from God.
> > Even those pendulous melons of yours.
> >
> > Show us God, you Florida babe!
>
> More like weights on the chains of a cockoo clock.
I do have some nice chains for bondage...
(gave away a set, but still... more than:)
wrists(2), ankles(2), neck(1) with 5 identical
keyed locks.
Plus a few longer lengths meant to go up a crack.
Insane to fuck thru...
Your brain-damaged husband doesn't have a clue
how to stimulate, does he?
A 5th-chakra sweetie like you would fall
for even a lame line.
>
> Hey, honey! I'm a WalMart babe!
Wal-Mart is just another religion with better prices
> quack
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