[lbo-talk] spam poetry

[Fernando Cassia]

On Mon, Mar 7, 2011 at 11:09 PM, Mike Beggs <mikejbeggs at gmail.com> wrote:
> Durer: Innsbruck, 1495
>
> I had often cowled in the slumbrous heavy air,
> Closed my inanimate lids to find it real,
> As I knew it would be, the colourful spires
> And painted roofs, the high snows glimpsed at the back,
> All reversed in the quiet reflecting waters –
> Not knowing then that Durer perceived it too.
> Now I find that once more I have shrunk
> To an interloper, robber of dead men's dream,
> I had read in books that art is not easy
> But no one warned that the mind repeats
> In its ignorance the vision of others. I am still
> The black swan of trespass on alien waters.
>
> http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ern_Malley

Hey! Now I know where Michael Stipe got the inspiration for his lyrics!. ;)
(for the record: I'm a big fan of REM)

--
Today I need something more sub-sub-sub-substantial
A can of beans or blackeyed peas, some Nescafe and ice
A candy bar, a falling star, or a reading from Doctor Seuss
Call me when you try to wake her up

(...)
The cat in the hat came back
Wrecked a lot of havoc on the way
always had a smile and a reason to pretend
But their world has flat backgrounds and
little need to sleep but to dream
The sidewinder sleeps on his back

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:)

FC