tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32636283.post7087090401366324934..comments2023-03-26T03:50:25.501-04:00Comments on David's Secret Blog: As Long As I'm Being CrabbyUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32636283.post-56206837166682875292009-01-24T18:06:00.000-05:002009-01-24T18:06:00.000-05:00Never fear, Brit. Around these parts we save our a...Never fear, Brit. Around these parts we save our ammunition for more important things.joe shropshirehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12183662262318452612noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32636283.post-50915241565456125012009-01-22T14:47:00.000-05:002009-01-22T14:47:00.000-05:00The nation would have been far better served if Br...The nation would have been far better served if Brit had written the poem.Hey Skipperhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10798930502187234974noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32636283.post-66663317005973175692009-01-22T13:04:00.000-05:002009-01-22T13:04:00.000-05:00Oh dear, it's a shocker, isn't it?One of those thi...Oh dear, it's a shocker, isn't it?<BR/><BR/>One of those things that's meant to be read aloud in a cafe-bar in a sort of stop-starty rhythm with a <I>word</I> stressed every now and <I>then</I> to <I>make</I> it sound a bit <I>deep</I> and other-<I>worldly</I> and then the last line kind of just....trails.... o.....<BR/><BR/>If this sort of thing makes you want to reach for your handgun, never go to a Poetry 'Slam'. Especially with a handgun, you could get yourself into trouble with the law.Brithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00390560583798960760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32636283.post-90925096144043499032009-01-21T15:21:00.000-05:002009-01-21T15:21:00.000-05:00Heck, it's not even prose.Heck, it's not even prose.Harry Eagarhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04196202758858876402noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32636283.post-19952313157623062682009-01-20T21:13:00.000-05:002009-01-20T21:13:00.000-05:00Now, see, here's a situation where the post-modern...Now, see, here's a situation where the post-modern jargon "text" is perfect. "Both the arrangement and the text ..."Susan's Husbandhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02862667802025231163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32636283.post-63913827719691045472009-01-20T19:39:00.000-05:002009-01-20T19:39:00.000-05:00Thanks, Joe. I fixed it.Bret: Both the arrangeme...Thanks, Joe. I fixed it.<BR/><BR/>Bret: Both the arrangement and the, for want of a better word, poem took me right out of my American exceptionalism/rites of democracy revery.Davidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16902329503560660425noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32636283.post-35046322924012881952009-01-20T19:03:00.000-05:002009-01-20T19:03:00.000-05:00Since you're crabby anyway, it's "Whose", not "who...Since you're crabby anyway, it's "Whose", not "who's". And it's poetry about as much as Seamus Heaney reading Walt Whitman's grocery list would be.joe shropshirehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12183662262318452612noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32636283.post-87900915577540421552009-01-20T18:05:00.000-05:002009-01-20T18:05:00.000-05:00You ARE being crabby!Did you forget to take your h...You ARE being crabby!<BR/><BR/>Did you forget to take your happy pills today?Brethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15063508651955739056noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32636283.post-22935876839633094862009-01-20T17:15:00.000-05:002009-01-20T17:15:00.000-05:00Thank you for making my day a little bit brighter....Thank you for making my day a little bit brighter.Susan's Husbandhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02862667802025231163noreply@blogger.com