I thought it would be cool to introduce Ethan to kid-friendly singable music even I can listen to, but I was wrong.
I also introduced him to poetry. All night, every night, I am assaulted with Human League, Tears for Fears, and Lord Alfred Tennyson.
I thought it would be cool to introduce Ethan to kid-friendly singable music even I can listen to, but I was wrong.
I also introduced him to poetry. All night, every night, I am assaulted with Human League, Tears for Fears, and Lord Alfred Tennyson.
In every senseless idiot flame war, I resolve to find poetry.
They threw a party;
I do not condone that,
but again you are focusing on
all of the wrong points.
They are the scum of the earth.
Way better than spam poetry. Incidentally, it’s also National Poetry Month.
If memory serves, this is about Schwartz’s own alcoholism. I’m thinking of it in terms of depression this evening. Blame it on a long work day and an overdrawn bank account.
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“the withness of the body” –Whitehead
The heavy bear who goes with me,
A manifold honey to smear his face,
Clumsy and lumbering here and there,
The [...]
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