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Wednesday, April 17, 2013
This is just a quick reminder of the PoetryWall
at the LBCC Library. Our library is sponsoring the space (next to the
Library Reading Room) and the materials (whiteboards and pens) and our
Poetry Club is providing themes and recording and archiving your
submissions. What we need is YOU and your "gaiety of language."
Consider it poetry improv and bring your classes. Or drop by yourself.
It's fun!!! This week's theme: Curiosity....
Here's a little gem from e.e. cummings:
since feeling is first
who pays any attention
to the syntax of things
will never wholly kiss you;
while Spring is in the world
my blood approve,
and kisses are a better fate
than wisdom
lady i swear by all flowers. Don't cry
-- the best gesture of my brain is less than
your eyelids' flutter which says
we are for each other: then
laugh, leaning back in my arms
for life's not a paragraph
And death i think is no parenthesis
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