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, January 1, 2022

We'll Write a New Idyll This Year - poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com https://hellopoetry.com/lawrence-hall/ poeticdrivel.blogspot.com We’ll Write a New Idyll T...

Wednesday, January 1, 2020

No Dead Bodies on the Lawn, Please - a poem for the new year

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com poeticdrivel.blogspot.com No Dead Bodies on the Lawn, Please There are no dead bodies on the lawn at...

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Tuesday, January 1, 2019

Pictures on Your Map of Time - a poem for the new year

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com Pictures on Your Map of Time A new calendar is a map of time Showing you spaces in which you might l...

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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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