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December | 2008 | Swimmingup's Blog
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December 30, 2008 at 10:18 am ( Poem. On reading Galway Kinnell’s ‘The Bear’. Somewhere out ahead of me. A baboon sits in a ravine, night falling. Coarse black hair stubbles his body. His fierce eyes, two red embers, close-knit. Glow, unfathomable, jealous. He barks sharply, hoarse. From the urgency of solitude. Are making honey in the recesses of the earth. But he knows better than to try and take it,. They stop with their stings,. Dying as they do. Baboon is my poetry hungry. A dark unmet need. Must ha...
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February 27, 2009 at 8:54 pm ( Poem. A summer night potent with cloud. Laid its hot hand upon us. In the school courtyard children and parents milled,. Frantic electrons in an enclosed atom. My son, four, wearing a silver spaceman suit,. Revolved in elliptical orbit around me, his origin,. In my place on a rug of preordained squares. I drank the wine and ate the marzipan cakes his father brought. And let my eyes rest on the small lanterns hanging,. Predictable stars, from the no-longer-young trees. Falli...
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January 29, 2009 at 10:58 am ( Poem. Then, one late afternoon,. I understand: the harm my father. Did us is receding. I never thought. It would happen, I thought his harm was stronger than that,. Like God’s harm – flood, or birth without. Eyes, with mounds of tissue, no retina, no. Pupil, the way my father on the couch did not. Seem to be using eyes. But not to have them, or to have objects. For eyes – Jocastal dress-brooches. But he had not been hated, so he did not hate us,. Directly from me,.
Close to Death | Swimmingup's Blog
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March 16, 2009 at 10:58 am ( Poem. Always, now, I feel it, a steady. Even pressure, all over my body,. As if I were held in a flower-press. I am waiting for the phone to ring,. They will say it and I will not be ready,. I do not have a place prepared,. I do not know what will happen to him. Or where he will go. I always thought. I had a salvation for him, hidden,. Even from myself, in my chest. But when the phone rings,. I don’t know who he will be, then,. Or where, I have nothing for him, no net,.
Café Neo | Swimmingup's Blog
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May 9, 2009 at 8:26 am ( Poem. So there we sat, you and I,. On the deck of the Café Neo,. Two red-winged starlings showing up,. And the mist rolling in from the rocks across the way. I hid my bag like treasure under my chair,. And you showed me your Web site on your laptop,. Awkwardly brushing dust from its screen. The Windhoek lager cool in my hand,. A light-sabre, and your green eyes sizing me up,. The cool clink of bottle necks a battle cry. You pointed to the lighthouse,. Explaining how it beams code.
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Cultivarium: You Can Never Hold Back Spring
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Things I Love and Would Love To Learn To Do. Friday, July 3, 2009. You Can Never Hold Back Spring. Posted by Mandy Leontakianakis. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Enter your email address:. Trend Scavenger and Creative Strategist. View my complete profile. Subscribe in a reader. Nicholas Laughlin's blog etc. Eager to see the world. HA Hodge - Poems and Text Messages. Mandy Leontakianakis: Media Culture. Modest Mouse: The World At Large. A Tribe Called Next. If I Should Fall Behind.
Cultivarium: December 2008
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Things I Love and Would Love To Learn To Do. Tuesday, December 16, 2008. Leonard Cohen: "Love Is Not A Victory March". I have always loved Leonard Cohen's Hallelujah. But not sung by him. I like it sung by Rufus Wainwright,. And I love it sung by Jeff Buckley. The interpretations, though, are held together by the incredible lyric and the composition. Something Cohen can be relied on for and why he supports covers like the gorgeous and graceful Madeleine Peyroux. No bull and where its bull, its self-aware.
Cultivarium: Klaas Jonkheid's Murder
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Things I Love and Would Love To Learn To Do. Saturday, July 11, 2009. I scan the internet hourly with searches like. I am dissatisfied with everything that I read. I can’t believe that I am writing ‘Jonkheid’ and ‘murder’ in the same phrase. I have never known anyone who has been murdered, and never interrogated the word. It is so different to ‘died’, even to ‘killed’: the word written to me in an email. Klaas had been killed. Klaas would have understood my process: denial, bargaining, depression. And mo...
The Internet’s Own Boy: The Story of Aaron Swartz | The World of a Crazed Writer
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There is a god in my head. Dare to dream…. The Life of Death. My Top Nine #Writer. 039;s Essentials oftalesanddreams.wordpress.com/2016/08/28/wri. Thanks for the RT! Your site says that @ AuthorBee. Arranges my timeline based on my interests. How does it determine what my interests are? Brown beans new #prose. Thingy. One day it will grow into a #poem. I hope :) philosopherpoet.wordpress.com/2016/08/29/bro. 💫🌟💫FREDERICK CHILDE HASSAM💫🌟💫 https:/ t.co/7bne84xpzf. Inside the Mind of a Lunatic. You are...
Cultivarium: The Confessional Poet At Home
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Things I Love and Would Love To Learn To Do. Friday, July 3, 2009. The Confessional Poet At Home. Posted by Mandy Leontakianakis. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Enter your email address:. Trend Scavenger and Creative Strategist. View my complete profile. Subscribe in a reader. Nicholas Laughlin's blog etc. Eager to see the world. HA Hodge - Poems and Text Messages. Mandy Leontakianakis: Media Culture. Modest Mouse: The World At Large. A Tribe Called Next. If I Should Fall Behind.
Cultivarium: November 2008
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Things I Love and Would Love To Learn To Do. Wednesday, November 26, 2008. Clowns (Electric Proms '08). Posted by Mandy Leontakianakis. Tuesday, November 25, 2008. As he knelt by the grave of his mother and father. The taste of dill, or tarragon-. He could barely tell one from the other-. Filled his mouth. It seemed as if he might smother. Why should he be stricken. With grief, not for his mother and father,. But a woman slinking from the fur of a sea-otter. 160;he could barely tell one from the other-.
Cultivarium: July 2009
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Things I Love and Would Love To Learn To Do. Sunday, July 12, 2009. If I Should Fall Behind. We said we'd walk together, baby come what may. That come the twilight, should we lose our way. If as we're walkin, a hand should slip free. I'll wait for you. And should I fall behind. We swore we'd travel, darlin side by side. We'd help each other stay in stride. But each lovers steps fall so differently. But I'll wait for you. And if I should fall behind. Now everyone dreams of a love lasting and true. A murde...
Cultivarium: February 2009
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Things I Love and Would Love To Learn To Do. Monday, February 23, 2009. A grainy tribute to Rourke's comeback. Posted by Mandy Leontakianakis. The Feel of Hands. The hands explore tentatively,. Two small live entities whose shapes. I have to guess at. They touch me. All, with the light of fingertips. Testing each surface of each thing. Found, timid as kittens with it. I connect them with amusing. Hands I have shaken by daylight. There is a sudden transition:. They plunge together in a full-. Myself in ne...
Ted Hughes – Macaw and Little Miss | The World of a Crazed Writer
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There is a god in my head. Dare to dream…. The Life of Death. My Top Nine #Writer. 039;s Essentials oftalesanddreams.wordpress.com/2016/08/28/wri. Thanks for the RT! Your site says that @ AuthorBee. Arranges my timeline based on my interests. How does it determine what my interests are? Brown beans new #prose. Thingy. One day it will grow into a #poem. I hope :) philosopherpoet.wordpress.com/2016/08/29/bro. 💫🌟💫FREDERICK CHILDE HASSAM💫🌟💫 https:/ t.co/7bne84xpzf. Inside the Mind of a Lunatic. Or like...
Cultivarium: Leonard Cohen: "Love Is Not A Victory March"
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Things I Love and Would Love To Learn To Do. Tuesday, December 16, 2008. Leonard Cohen: "Love Is Not A Victory March". I have always loved Leonard Cohen's Hallelujah. But not sung by him. I like it sung by Rufus Wainwright,. And I love it sung by Jeff Buckley. The interpretations, though, are held together by the incredible lyric and the composition. Something Cohen can be relied on for and why he supports covers like the gorgeous and graceful Madeleine Peyroux. No bull and where its bull, its self-aware.
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Writing in the Woods | Blog of a wannabe science fiction / fantasy novelist and Tv Writer in the UK
Writing in the Woods. Blog of a wannabe science fiction / fantasy novelist and Tv Writer in the UK. Writing in the Woods is the official website of an aspiring english fantasy and science-fiction novelist and TV writer. Please feel free to click the links above to get to know a bit more about me and read samples of my work. February 24, 2011 at 20:26. Good luck on your new website, SG! I think you have some really cool story ideas. Can’t wait to read. Welcome to my site! My Personal Blog (on Blogspot).
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Writing in the Woods – The writing and life (mis)adventures of A.M. Guynes
Writing in the Woods. The writing and life (mis)adventures of am Guynes. A Goddess’ wrath. Mortals are not meant to be gods. Blue is the color of victory. The Mages and the siblings. One man’s trash is one woman’s treasure. Fiera Rezouac needs…. On Into the Flames – Chapte…. Deborah Turner on Into the Flames – Chapte…. On Just an ordinary business…. Deborah Turner on Like father, like son. Pets and Farm Animals. Follow me on Twitter. A Goddess’ wrath. Photo via Visualhunt.com. Her two mates stared at eac...
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Literacy in a Title I Classroom. Saturday, December 15, 2012. What can I say to my students? I cannot stop thinking about the families, teachers, students and all the townspeople of Newtown, CT. There can be no justice, no meaning made. Now the question that wakes me: What can I say to my students? How can I gently help him cope in class, beyond linking him with the appropriate trained psychologists and counselors outside of my classroom? How else would an ELA teacher proceed? Still, for tragic events th...
Swimmingup's Blog | A window into poetry (mine and others)
May 29, 2009 at 7:45 pm ( Poem. The strange glint in his eye? Am I imagining that he is a hick? May 19, 2009 at 8:22 pm ( Poem. It will make no difference. But you’ll find you can’t speak without love. Although its an imprisonment. Your voice must be love wrestled to unloving,. The lyre at the moment of catastrophe, a silence. Within which another voice opens. You’ll speak as you must, as always,. Although you’ll never know why you’re listening. Through the elisions of your stuttering heart. It opens the...
Writing into Art | Ekphrasis – writing about art
Ekphrasis – writing about art. 8216;WRITING INTO ART’. The Steven Campbell Trust. February 12, 2014. After ‘Seascape’, by L S Lowry. Hush hush hush hush. Hsur hsur hsur hsur. The crowds of late. Are nowhere to be seen. Than the everyman out here. Is the sea that sucks. Sun blinds kites white. Rush rush rush rush. Hsuh hsuh hsuh hsuh. The dull metallic sun. Clouds of hatpin moons. All this is just a sketch. Of a clockwork universe. Where gears are gravity. Equations solved in brass. This is a miniature.
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Just words … | A PhD in progress
Just words …. A PhD in progress. Doorways are for going through. June 15, 2015. I am standing in the doorway, on the threshold of this thesis. Through the doorway is a lot of hard graft as I write this thesis into being and write myself into being as a scholar. I am also not the man in the painting. I am not standing motionless in the doorway. I am stepping through the doorway and it is leading somewhere. Not a Nobel Prize and That’s Okay. March 17, 2015. 6 out of 8 in first draft. Scaffold Badge for Ach...
Writing in Tongues | Sending sexy back where it came from
Sending sexy back where it came from. Skip to primary content. Skip to secondary content. Comics, Part 2: The Rabbit Hole. June 11, 2015. Avengers: Age of Ultron. Last night,” my co-worker told me the other day. She’s a bright sort, my co-worker. She doesn’t talk a lot — she actually does work at work, apparently — but when she does speak, it’s usually something interesting. “That guy who shows up in the credits is the same guy from. Guardians of the Galaxy. Guardians of the Galaxy. I was six years old.
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Just another WordPress.com site. Small Stone Day 31. Asymp; Leave a comment. Pale gray patches of sky; the brown willow sashaying in the breeze; one nimble squirrel, free and fearless, jumping from tree to tree. Thanks for reading this month! Small Stone Day 29. Asymp; Leave a comment. With the rain so immense, I feel a pulse of dread. Then, I turn to see my dog sprawled out on the bed. She is white, bright and spun open like a flower. How quickly I find peace and forget the previous hour. A tiny univers...
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