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Puns and Nonesuch

Signage that is memorable. There are the magnificent murals of Pour Boy. Where one assumes that a poor boy (or girl) can quaff a modestly priced brew. Apiecalypse Now! – That’s pie as in pizza in case you missed the … Continue reading

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Slice Acceleration

In our neighbourhood there is a practice of leaving books and household articles at curbside, free for the picking. Some have turned this recycling practice into an art. The other day, I stumbled upon a pile of books which amounted … Continue reading

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Found Poem and Two Pastiches

Borrowed from e.e. cummings a selection of poems Here they are set in American-style haiku à la Kerouac the very skillful strangeness of your smile the sweet small clumsy feet of April came into the ragged meadow of my soul … Continue reading

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Cantos de Huexotzingo

On the street a page torn from a book and on one side this poem, on the other a map. It was the poem that made me keep the piece of paper and bring it home for further study. Must … Continue reading

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Roaming The Discussion Starter

OMEP – Organisation mondiale pour l’éducation préscolaire From the front section of a pamphlet (French and English vocabulary list with definitions) printed in Britain. Discussions are a most valuable part of OMEP World Assemblies. For the 1961 VIIIth World Assembly … Continue reading

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Top Five

How magazine’s 20th anniversary issue (February 2005) offers various listings in groups of 20. One of the listings is devoted to “20 tips to rev your creative engine”. My top five from the list (highlights as per original): Collect. Maintain … Continue reading

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Found Poem

Interesting how adding line breaks assists the assimilation of information. We search for a link between who we are and what we have made, between who we are and what we might create, between who we are and what, through … Continue reading

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Michael Holmes Slangster

Before I cull from “(terra damnata)”, allow me to set this up with a quotation from Walt Whitman Slang, profoundly considered, is the lawless germinal element, below all words and sentences, and behind all poetry, and proves a certain perennial … Continue reading

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Felicitous

When I was teaching French I used to gather bilingual copy in an attempt to inculcate in students an appreciation for the well-turned phrase. A wrapper of Christie Premium Plus Biscuits/Crackers supplied me with this lovely pairing which comes across … Continue reading

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Found Pieces

fagus pleated gears and acceleration sequences images combine when reading quickly readily recombine that is Phyllis Webb in Sunday Water: Thirteen Anti Ghazals invites the reader to Hear the atoms ambling, the genes a-tick in grandfather’s clock, in the old … Continue reading

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