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replying on The Carpenters Cross by Caducus
27 Sep 2004, 10:27 AM
that's it! I'm movin' to Sparta.
What the?????? I don't know what you're doing to improve , but it's working. Very very well I might add.
are you suggesting I delete the informative line only, or the line in quotes as well?
Written as a paradoxical viewpoint that an ironic omen could have happened in the earlier life of Jesus. This sonnet portrays Christ as a man prior to his becoming of a messiah, and the spritual elements which could have hinted to his eventual fate and demise.
I am fascinated by the possibility that Christ as a man became the 'mortal ghost' once he transcended in to a messiah, when he died as a messiah he became the holy ghost in resurrection but in his ending of a man maybe we became the unholy ghost - mortals for which he died a martyr for, so he could lead us in to his path of righteousness and not the road to hell, the road of us trying to be who we can never be.
Road = Ro(Roman) ad(anno domini) road created by romans, path created by christ.
If two things (pretty blue eyes and pale skin) are causing the reaction, the proper verb would be "make", not "makes."
"Pretty blue eyes" is ho-hum, unimaginative and fundamentally undescriptive. You are telling, not letting the poem do the work that leads us to understand what it is about those eyes that is so special.
Unique body? Again, a classification w/o an image. Sounds more like a customized car than a woman.
Because I don't come inside the experience but only hear it described in mundane terms, this comes off as an uninteresting diary entry.
Is the last line- "The red wheelbarrow" is a poem by William Carlos Williams- part of the poem? I think the poem makes more sense without it.
the hardened tar throws me. I'd like to see -has been for long- somehow rhyme. such puny nits i have.
pneumatic. ffffwwWWWEEEEEEE! perfect.
Is it still only available online? Finished the "holy" book. woofed it down in about six days. driving slows my reading terribly. I'm still thinkin' 'bout how to get that homellette in person. How are you? Healthy I hope. Grenada, Granada, grand nada. Another buffet thats' true to you. HASSAAAAAAN CHOP!!!!
My apologies to all. I have committed the most henious crime of attributing a poem to the wrong poet and will now don the Wellingtons of shame, size: clown.
Do you mean "wazzock"? Or have you invented a new word?
Wazzook
Maybe you should try explaining it to yourself, you fucking numbwad. You just botched it all over. Now, before you go spitting all over the place, clunking your head on nearly every thing, please take a look at your comment of 19-Sep-04 and tell me which of the dimtard parts of your above "syllogism" most closely matches your blundering rambles of that date, and which one you were supposed to be proving. And if you're thinking of mouthing off about the musical proficiency of bumming the constable again please take a long flying run into a very near wall.
PS-Obviously "Kenneth Tynan is anything other than an funny shaped pole-hat" is bow'ls. Why don't you try naming me one good critic?
A hobo mutes
Wet cocaINE
That was the best poem I read today and forever. You got so much talent.
Yawn.
You're a fuck wad too.
-7- For shock