Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Some Poetry

camel's hump, vt


JABBERWOCKY
by Lewis Carroll

`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.

`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Vampire Weekend--NYMag


Reading the Vulture on NYMag this morning, I came across their post about Vampire Weekend.

Absolutely hilarious.

Vulture Contest: Win Tickets to an Exclusive Vampire Weekend Performance


...by writing a haiku about Vampire Weekend! See the post here.

Friday, June 5, 2009

Anna in the Tropics

"I have another answer to your question. Alcohol is prohibited in this country because alcohol is like literature. Literature brings out the best and worst part of ourselves. If you're angry it brings out your anger. If you are sad, it brings out your sadness. And some of us are... Let's just say, not very happy."

"Yes, we deserve a little drink. We work hard enough. We deserve all that life offers us, and life is made of little moments. Little moments as small as violet petals. Little moments I could save in a jar and keep forever, like now talking to you."

"In his letter he was going to write everything he'd been meaning to tell her."

- Anna in the Tropics
 
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