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Yap, but i still like the video

Trump's come to bump the rump's of chumps with mumps.

Except to be poetry

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I've wanted to write and, would that I could, to publish it under a pseudonym.

The only time I saw my Dad cry was when he learned about the death of his Beloved friend, Charles Olsen.

Scrolling I come across this with my Dad. He was such a Great American Poet. I love what he’s saying! I always was surprised when I would go to hear him read where students would come, and after his reading, they would try to analyze his poetry, and it just felt so strange to me. Asking questions about why it was so long or so short things like that which to me weren’t the point at all. I think what Dad is saying and what I believe is that poetry is a form of expression and there shouldn’t be any rules around it. Poetry is way to express yourself authentically. I love my Dad so much and I’m so grateful for him and I feel so lucky to have been his daughter.

Who were the other speakers? Thanks.

The performances Sullivan gave of both these novels is truly exceptional. Stunning performances. Beautifully done. Incredible characterizations. He understands these novels in a way that no scholar can express.

In conclusion, no matter what field or career, I think it is better to acknowledge the downsides of each career so people won't get disappoint and later abandoned their journey.

Elkin a master of prose.

These cousins just should get this Over with.

CIA muppet imo. joke. fraud. avoid.

He forgets one crucial writer. The one who doesn't want to write but has thoughts or experiences that demand be written! We now live in a world where the computer will write those experiences for you. You just have to dictate it. A writers new job is to create voices that computers cant. That come from the vulnerability of having a meat body. Watch: The rain hammered against the windowpane, a relentless metronome to the rhythm of his thoughts. Detective Jake Brody stared at the blank screen, the cursor blinking impatiently, mocking his writer's block. A half-empty bottle of whiskey and a stack of crumpled notes littered his desk, the remnants of another failed attempt. "Just dictate it, Brody," his partner's voice echoed in his head, the ever-present advocate for the new AI writing tool the department had adopted. "Let the damn computer do the heavy lifting." Jake scoffed, swirling the amber liquid in his glass. "It's not the same, Sam. The machine can't capture the grime, the stench of desperation that clings to every fiber of this city. It can't feel the weight of a mother's tears when she identifies her child's body, or the hollow echo of a gunshot in an empty alley." He took a long swig, the burn a familiar comfort. The computer could string together words, sure, but it couldn't bleed onto the page the way he did. It couldn't translate the visceral reality of his job into something that made sense of the chaos, that gave a voice to the voiceless. With a sigh, Jake pushed away from his desk, the old wooden chair groaning in protest. He walked to the window, the city lights a shimmering tapestry against the rain-streaked glass. A neon sign flickered in the distance, a beacon in the darkness: "The Last Word - Where Stories Come to Life." A wry smile tugged at the corner of his lips. Maybe it was time to let go of the old ways, to embrace the tools of this new age. But one thing was certain: the story, the heart of the matter, that would always be his.

The difference between writing and wanting to be a writer is a matter of description.

Please write what he said

there’s nothing like merrill

I get depressed if I don’t write so I sort of have to these days. It will never really be a fun and flashy thing to do, and especially these days great pieces will not be making you very much money.

Dr Johnson had alternative take on the failed writer . " Always writing ; never to be read . "

Merrill read so well, both his own poem and his friend’s, Elizabeth Bishop’s most famous poem.

It’s like wanting to be wealthy without wanting to work.

“Anyone who writes - for anything other than infamy or - love of female critics is a fool.” - Emily Dickinson

Dr Suess writes like this, full of humour full of piss

Bill Danforth is one of my favourite dudes in a suit.

He was digging

Sound quality is very poor. What a shame.

slowly sinking carousel

Mel Brook has similar stories about Sid Caesar

How did this lovely recital given only two "likes", so far ??

Beautiful

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感觉会翻到这首诗的人不一定是想拯救 也有可能是反方向的人。想要告诉你，可能就是会一直有很多的不满意，一直有很多的不理解，很多的如果，或许和不甘，希望你能明白，任何一种解决方法都不应该是最决绝的那个。辛苦在看的你爱一下自己，你的悲伤和痛苦都真实的存在着，但是一定也会慢慢不难么难受或者运气好的话，会彻底不存在的。可是如果选择同样的道路，就看不到自己胜利的那天了！你很真实，你能感知痛苦，所以你是很了不起的人！LOVE！

'How to behave around books.' Don't do oxyacetylene welding and try not to break the spine.

to be the ash of speech itself

I love that she worked by being

Garrison Keillor also made that distinction.

Boy what an arrogant man. How about, some when they're young, don't have everything figured out. But thanks for admitting to discouraging young artists. Nice work.

William Gass' Middle C won me firmly over. This worthy celebration of JR could only be written by one of Gass' wit and perspicacity. Gaddis greatest - and yes, most difficult (if you take the time to try to understand it and all of its vast families of interlacing symbols) - is Carpenter's Gothic (which I've read I think between 60 and 80 times). I never liked the Recognitions but only passages of it, but adore J.R. (read count comes to around 14 times, certain chapters many more. It's only weak chapter is 11). I've still yet to read Frolic but it is coming.

I'm on page 201 of J R now, and I love this novel. --

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I can't do his rambling "splains", but I sure do love his poems!

Poetry has an affect. It stirs the mind and the heart. It is a form of story-telling. Do stories have no purpose?

So by the time he was in the ground he was a goddamn superstar? 🌹

Good thing he was a poet.

Thanks so much for posting. It answers as many questions as it inspires for this relative who never met the man, but shares a family connection through his brother.

I spend too much time fantasizing about how wonderful it would be to be a famous writer and too little time actually writing. --

William Gass is an American treasure. His novels are a MUST READ.

heavy

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