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| B | | BOREDOM: | Boredom decreases with age. With more to say on a shrinking stage in a shortened play, it isn't boredom that finishes the act although it may be rage. |
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| C | | CREDENCE: | Reality isn't for me.
I look away from roadkill.
I don't want to see. |
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| D | | DIGITAL SPECULATION: | Minds have been modified from original versions and formatted to fit highly defined screens fully and easily. Public probes rewind altered history in strict privacy for you and me. Only the lonely seek publicity. |
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| E | | ECONOMICS: | The rich get richer and the poor get poorer, locally and universally. The riddle of the middle slams the door, performing minor surgery. The poor get poorer and the rich get richer as the center supports the fulcrum. All grow fatter exponentially. On that turns the next conundrum. |
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| F | | FEBRUARY: | It's dust time of year
When all is lit
In the sun's bright light
And the cold suspends
Each little brittle bit. |
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| G | | GONE: | Over the eyes shades from the sun or anyone · No other obstructions · Orifaces open and free · Inlands loud and clear · Sensed clumps of juniper trees · Passes through humanity · Dry debris · Release. |
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| H | | HELPING: | Reach out from within. Do not shout about it. Just begin. |
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| I | | INDIAN JOHN EXCERPT: | His head feels just about right.
His hat feels just about tight. |
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| K | | KANSAS CITY 1938 | Beggars and drunks were too plain to see. No AC. No TV.
Still, back then you knew who you were in Kansas City. |
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| M | | MILLENNIA: | On consideration, what in haiku to do with more than one? | | | |
| BILL MURRAY: | Wish I were with Bill and the Ohmigolly Tribe on the banks of the Madonna, making love and peace, frying bread, smoking iowana! |
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| N | | OGDEN NASH: | On reading Brad Leithauser's book review of Douglas M. Parker's biography, The Wall Street Journal, 4/15/2005
Because Ogden Nash stashed away substantial cash in no way proves his writing is trash. His meaning and meter might be brash but time after time his bent rhyme is a flashy smash. Frankly, I consider it downright rash for another light verse writer to bash Mr. Nash. In fact, I'm willing to pronounce balderdash and do whatever else within reason it might take to permanently settle Mr. Leithauser's hash! | | | | | LOUIE NYE: | Sigh! Whatever became of the guy? |
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| O | | OLD ENOUGH EXCERPT: | Moving fast, Neal tore out paper for Pete and gave him a fairly new pencil. The pen and notebook he put safely in his pocket. The pen was brand new, a gift from the marshal, and he wasn't up for loaning it. Also, he'd been thinking about money not a case. If he thinks about a case, is he sharing with Iris? No is the answer to this! |
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| ONWARD AND ONWARD: | Onward can mean you go forward but it doesn't have to. You can go onward backwards; in fact, it's downright amazing what you can do. |
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| P | | PUBLIC SERVICE: | Before government became a business, say 40 years ago, tops,
US bureaucrats served a good game without products or shops.
Oh, for the days of public purpose commission
Before privatized customized consolidation,
Before local and global saturation,
Before competition replaced vision. |
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| Q | | QUESTION: | Why don't fewer women contrive verses
And more women drive hearses? |
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| R | | RATHER: | Rather take fargo for largo, rather make nonsense than sense; rather not feel duty bound to the real or obliged to stake presence on tense. |
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| RAZZ EXCERPT: | Razzmatazz 1980 took a deep breath that night; attacked least like the guns of Navaronne, most like the guns of Haiti. Experience had taught Razz to expect little quarter in present or future century from present or future company. |
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| RITA EXCERPT: | I tell you we missed everything because we were too close to see behind or ahead over our long forgotten backpaths to the rest of the years rolling down the pike on dirtbikes to mock memories better left unvisited. |
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| S | | SENIOR DESSERTS: | When we were young and able,
Using sir and ma'am judiciously,
Writing thank you notes unflaggingly,
Excusing ourselves from the table politely,
Showing respect for the wisdom of years
Like offering a seat on the bus,
There were a great many of us.
Here's the best news, my dears:
There still are. Cheers! |
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| SOMEDAYS: | You cannot get outabed, ahead, a break, an animated gif to take! |
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| T | | TWO-LINER LIBERTIES: | Go east, young women and men. Go east and, maybe in a couple of thousand years, you can go west again. (Horace Greeley)Beg pardon, yessir, there is a place like home sweet home but we do not need to go there now or anytime soon, no'm. (J. H. Payne)About the clear call and putting out to sea, Lord T, thankee kindly but no hurry. (Alfred, Lord Tennyson) |
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| U | | UP TO THE VATICAN: | Could a position on cloning prove an undoning? |
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| V | | VIEWER'S CHOICE: | Large, dense, slow enough to last.
Foggy meandering dialog from the past. |
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| W | | WAR: | The price depends on the measuring stick.
Bodies or dollars, you takes your pick.
Credit Anon., 1994 |
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| WOMAD: | Sky River never lived at WOMAD. Too bad!
Sweet young girlguys and smooth old hippies, real enough for the Seattle 2K event, were there. Hell, they were everywhere!
Crowding Starbucks, toilets and the moment. So were the unusual heat and circular drum beat. Missing the perpendicular was rare.
WOMAD never lived at Sky River. Too rad! |
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