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A Golden Shovel Poem:
We see dimly in the Present what is small and what is great,
Slow of faith how weak an arm may turn the iron helm of fate,
But the soul is still oracular; amid the market’s din,
List the ominous stern whisper from the Delphic cave within,—
“They enslave their children’s children who make compromise with sin.”
–James Russel Lowell–
The Present Crisis
(1845)
A Soliloquy–
This author sits at his computer researching and talking to himself as he types:
What can I find in history?
Ah look!
They say that J.F.K announced his engagement to “Jackie” today,
on June 25, 1953.
This is an odd coincidence since
just last night I watched a comedy skit which insisted he was gay, or bi in any case.
An Allegorical Romance:
No sooner than he launched out
he noticed dryness in his mouth.
He grew hungry and ached with thirst
when over a hillside a jangling band burst.
It was a carnival of sorts,
which laughingly fed him.
He hallucinated a hell most grim,
then his eyes grew dim.
‘On that sea the Charybdis of luxury devours salvation; there with virginal countenance the Scylla of passion, smiling, lures chastity to shipwreck. Here is a barbarian shore, here the pirate Devil with his comrades carries chains of bondage. Do not trust him; do not be careless, even if the sea smiles like the quiet waters of a lake, even if the topmost surface of the quiescent element barely curls, this plain holds great mountains; within is peril; within is the enemy. Quick with the halyards, lower the sails. Let the cross of the ship’s yard be fastened on the bows; that calm is a storm.'”
JUNE 3rd (PRIDE STRIPT & WHIPT) “Pish; tell not me of Times, or danger thus: To do a villainy is dangerous; But … More
A blind dog’s spirit,
with a taste for old vomit,
haunts the hour
like an ill-omened comet.
NEW PURITAN 