In Raynes Park there a plague of bloody poetry it comes out in spots all
over the place great rashes were observed in the supermarket nasty spots in
the pub the list is endless
VB is seeing some of them off (they flew in the window) VB does have his
uses few though they maybe (bit like himself perhaps)
Patrick D'Raynged Park himself
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From: Poetryetc: poetry and poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On
Behalf Of andrew burke
Sent: 13 October 2008 07:10
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Subject: Re: Desdemona
Poetry is alive and well. It is written, relished and read in a thousand
tongues around the globe, in a myriad of shapes and sizes. The influence of
yesterday's poetry is, thankfully, wilting on the vine, but that is not the
end of poetry. It thrives in deserts and beneath the oceans, it bellows in
outback stations and leaps in exotic whorehouses, it soars in cathedrals and
whispers in alleyways by neonlight, it is read by torchlight under covers,
it is written in refuge centres with a pencil and in pindan with a stick ...
It is celebrated, it is ignored, it is here now and hardy, regenerating cell
by cell (parthenogenesis) on all continents of the world.
Andrew
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