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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Sunday, July 8, 2018

The Last of the Anna Apples - poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com The Last of the Anna Apples That lopper-thingie on the end of a pole Indelicately intrudes among the...

Sunday, June 8, 2014

Anna Apples

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Mack Hall, HSG Anna Apples Sweet Anna apples fall from trees in June Like childhood summer days gliding to earth From silvery-grey clo...

Friday, June 14, 2013

Pomona at Play

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Mack Hall, HSG Mhall46184@aol.com Pomona at Play Pomona dances ‘mong the apple trees Light-footed through the glowing amber 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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