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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Monday, January 27, 2025

Late January is a Time of Grey - poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Dispatches for the Colonial Office Late January is a Time of Grey I read a little in Bill...

Wednesday, January 27, 2016

Unfinished Lines - poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Unfinished Lines January is an unfinished line An incomplete cover judged by its book A door ajar,...

Monday, January 11, 2016

Coins and Raindrops - poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Coins and Raindrops There is much to be said for January: The barn coat in whose pockets you find c...

Wednesday, January 28, 2015

January Weary

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com January Weary Dark weeks of wind and clouds and rain have passed Into...

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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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