Poetry
Thursday, 08 July, 2004
She went over to his apartment,
clutching her decision,
and he said, “Did you come here
to tell me goodbye?”
So she built a skyscraper of
procrastination
then she leaned out the twenty-fifth floor window of her reply.(Ani Difranco, “School Night”, Revelling/Reckoning)
Blinks:
A way of funding writing in the future: pitch and idea and get people to support it.
Place where you can hire play equipment for parties, etc.
How to recalibrate the home button on your iPhone.
Unsolicited manuscripts accepted by Pan Macmillan with certain conditions.
Thought Balloon is a group blog in which the writers tackle a new theme every week? month? with one-page scripts. This URL is for their Phonogram ones.
How to sew a zipper on a knitted garment.
Issues organised by tale.
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Nice poem, but why?
It’s not a poem, it’s a song. And I posted it because I liked it.
Its a beaut phrasing..
Meaning is the space between people. Nothing has value, a jar that contains nothing has value to the one who wishes to fill it. What did you fill this space with.
I like the verse because I can almost feel it, the metaphor is so unusual and clear.