Lawrence Hall

The former address, "reactionary drivel," was a P. G. Wodehouse gag that few ever understood to be a mildly self-deprecating joke. Drivel, perhaps, but not reactionary. Neither the Red Caps nor the Reds ever got it.

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Saturday, September 20, 2025

Red Spider Lilies in Autumn - poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Dispatches for the Colonial Office Red Spider Lilies For Max Who Magicked Autumn in with the Spide...

Sunday, September 8, 2024

For Booger-Dog of Happy Memory - poem

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Lawrence Hall, HSG Mhall46184@aol.com For Booger-Dog of Happy Memory And for his pet human Max The one absolutely unse...

Wednesday, August 30, 2023

The Gift of a Fountain Pen - poem

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Lawrence Hall, HSG Mhall46184@aol.com The Gift of a Fountain Pen For Max A fountain pen is an instrument of civilizati...

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About This Not-Really Reactionary

Lawrence Hall, HSG: Y'r 'umble scrivener knows how to milk cows (altho' he long ago swore to own no livestock larger than dachshunds), build fences, clear brush, and cut firewood. After 18 months in Viet-Nam and Cambodia he worked his way through university as an ambulance driver, nurses' aide, and then LVN. BA in History, University of San Diego, 1976; MEd, Stephen F. Austin State University, 1984; MA in English, Stephen F. Austin State University, 2002. He also taught school, but that makes him a class (no pun) enemy just now. He has been rejected by some of the finest publishing houses in America.

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