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- The Young Huntsman at storywrite
The knight was saddle-sore and a healed chest wound ached and nagged at him as he rode through Calais at the head of his tired, bedraggled troupe of erstwhile Crusaders; men fr - The Destiny of Bacon at storywrite
The jade grasshopper jumped across a factory skyline as a troupe of umbrellas pirouetted in the town square. Workers in blue overalls hauled purple clouds over - The Pipeman at storywrite
The day started well. I woke refreshed, arose and performed my toilet, examined my not so young countenance, shrugged, poured orange juice into my throat, munched my way throug
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on Birds Calling in the Ravine by Wang Wei, on February 10, 2005Truly, living art. The poet creates stillness, atmosphere and inspires feeling in the reader through his brush. Skilfully interwoven; music and painting spring from the poem.
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on A Following by Charles Bukowski, on November 7, 2004Funny, dry and very graphic. Wry comment on modernity, interlocution of the phone call. The drunk background voice like one of his own selves.
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on The Great Hunger by Patrick Kavanagh, on November 7, 2004A great poem. An ode to the land and a son of the soil. I read it aloud and it took me up and carried me along. A very real poem, without literary pretension but with great power of natural, poetic truth.
