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Staring at the Sun –
September 22, 2014 |
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"By some means, however, they got to the sky, / And found the Sun throned in his palace on high." From Thoughts and Fancies by John Cotton, 1897. |
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I Found a Penny Today, So Here's a Thought –
February 5, 2013 |
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Our Favorite Asterisk of All Time?Check out the very special asterisk in this little verse from The Wonder Clock by Howard Pyle, 1887. It stands for the word gloom (in all fairness, how much clarity can we expect of gloominess?) even as it concentrates what little light there is into a gleam in a house cat's eye. Is the asterisk here a genuine example of visual poetry, or did the typesetter run out of space and improvise grandly? We don't care, as the result stands. (Note that we hunted down what would appear to be the web's only other gloomy asterisk, if only to give the cat's other eye a twinkle.)
"Asterisk + Gloom," a photo by Richard Weston, appears here in the context of literary analysis.
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I Found a Penny Today, So Here's a Thought –
December 4, 2011 |
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You can feel the pulse in the slipping away — Geof Huth |
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From Prof. Oddfellow's sketchbook: "At times I had thought of writing poetry myself but getting words to rhyme with each other is difficult, like trying to drive a herd of turkeys and kangaroos down a crowded thoroughfare and keep them neatly together without looking in shop windows. There are so many words, and they all mean something." —Leonora Carrington, The Hearing Trumpet |
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I Found a Penny Today, So Here's a Thought –
July 5, 2011 |
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A hand without fingerprints still leaves a smudge — Geof Huth |
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I Found a Penny Today, So Here's a Thought –
May 25, 2011 |
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For an acquaintance who dreams of lazy afternoons in a hammock but whose backyard sports just a single tree, here's a spoof of a poem by dear cousin Emily: To make a hammock It takes some netting and one tree. Netting and a tree And reverie. The reverie alone will do If trees are few. |
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Puzzles and Games :: Tic Tac Toe Story Generator –
December 20, 2009 |
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Here's our translation of the Xs and Os of this book cover, using The X-O-Skeleton Story Generator. As we don't know the order of play, we read the letters row by row, left to right: Round kissing sun
Reassurance magnifying, shadowing
Marking the spot of one(ness)
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From our Magic Words outpost at Blogger: "[ John Milton's] poetry acts like an incantation. Its merit lies less in its obvious meaning than in its occult power, and there would seem at first to be no more in his words than in other words. But they are words of enchantment. No sooner are they pronounced than the past is present and the distant near. New forms of beauty start at once into existence, and all the burial-places of the memory give up their dead." —Thomas Babington Macaulay, Essay on Milton |
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The Right Word –
November 19, 2008 |
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