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Tall Tales: anagram

If you would tell tall tales, at least refrain from stale cliché, and try, when your imagination fails, to steal with a light and creative touch. If you would wipe clean story’s slate before you start “once on a time”, … Continue reading

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Generation Gap

You call yourselves Creatives, seekers of some brave new world where the light of tomorrow shines and everyone is free, constructing some great paradigm connecting one and all across the universe and time through some technology. You call yourselves Inventors, … Continue reading

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Damocles

If you would have me write of bliss, exclaiming art mere artifice, a simple sham designed to fool the ignorant who fill our schools with some vain hope of what might be: quite useless, a mad symphony that holds no … Continue reading

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Pop Charts

You wanna make it on the pop charts Shrink-wrapped and sold just like a pop tart Well, let me tell you: better get smart it doesn’t matter if you’ve got heart It doesn’t matter what you’re saying and you don’t … Continue reading

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Untitled for a Reason

What a record label’s looking for I haven’t got a clue; it doesn’t really matter any more. And who’s at number one or rising up to number two? I’ve stopped pretending that I’m keeping score. I don’t expect the radio … Continue reading

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Insomnia Redux

Would that this night provide some small respite, sweet sleep instead of wisps of restless dream; but like a spring o’er-wound and pulled too tight, my mind finds no repose. Each small sound seems a thunderclap that echoes in the … Continue reading

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The Politics of Epiphany

It occurs to me that all poets at some point in their lives experience something of the profound, and the nature of this experience colors and informs their writing from that point forward. Robert Graves might have said it is … Continue reading

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