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.

Saturday, September 30, 2017

Old and Unselected Poems - poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com Old and Unselected Poems Pale, penciled scribblings, old bits, old notes Forgotten drafts in old boo...
Friday, September 29, 2017

About Windows Creator Update - a caution

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Apologies, but about Windows Creator Update... My two-year-old laptop was NOT happy with Windows Creator Update with regard to functi...

Hitler's Panties - column

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Mack Hall, HSG Mhall46184@aol.com Hitler’s Panties Someone has purchased Adolf Hitler’s undies for $6,700.   And let the ...

The Saunter of the Penguins - poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com The Saunter of the Penguins Across our lives the Penguins saunter along: The Odyssey, The Ministry o...
Thursday, September 28, 2017

"Have You Seen Ken Burns' Latest Television Show?" - poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com "Have You Seen Ken Burns’ Latest Television Show?" No, I was in the play. I didn’t like it...
Wednesday, September 27, 2017

Alexander Pushkin and the Poker-Playing Dogs - poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com Alexander Pushkin and the Poker-Playing Dogs We can have our Pushkin, all thinky and sad And our pok...
Tuesday, September 26, 2017

Decorating a Mansion - poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com Decorating a Mansion Let be set out a wooden crucifix Of indifferent and artless workmanship Upon a...
Monday, September 25, 2017

Fragments in a Fragmented Season - weak and stupid not-really-a-poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com Fragments in a Fragmented Season Neither a cyber-warrior nor a cyber-worrier be But is this flower ...
Sunday, September 24, 2017

Waiting for our Masters to Grow Up - poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com Waiting for our Masters to Grow Up The barbarians who lord it over us Thunder denunciations at each ...
Saturday, September 23, 2017

Our Lady of Walsingham - poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com Our Lady of Walsingham O how beautiful is Our Lady Queen! Queen of our hearts and hopes, to her we p...

There is No Such Thing as an Unloaded Gun - column

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Mack Hall, HSG Mhall46184@aol.com There is No Such Thing as an Unloaded Gun Recently the news spoke of a little child searching throug...
Friday, September 22, 2017

A Rocket from the Colonial Office - poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com A Rocket from the Colonial Office Colleagues, If you are receiving this email, your Syllabus for y...
Thursday, September 21, 2017

And Just How Did the Cow Eat the Cabbage? - poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com And Just How Did the Cow Eat the Cabbage? The question was answered in a cafe at noon: The cow ate...
Wednesday, September 20, 2017

20 September 1870 - poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com 20 September 1870 Like vultures hovering over the faithful dead The rank red rags of base repression...
Tuesday, September 19, 2017

"Maccabees, and all that Mess" - poem (from a disputation overheard in a cafe)

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com “ Maccabees , and all that Mess” Antiochus declared himself to be Epiphanes – a god unto himself An...
Monday, September 18, 2017

Paterfamilias - on the Death of a Friend's Father - poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com Paterfamilias For Eldon Edge An empty chair beside the fireplace waits, And lamplight falls upon...
Sunday, September 17, 2017

Reptilian Whisperings - poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com Reptilian Whisperings Ipse cum caro sit reservat iram, et propitiationem petit a Deo: quis exorabit p...
Saturday, September 16, 2017

Civilization Requires a Little Effort - poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com Civilization Requires a Little Effort Upon reading Amon Towles’ A Gentleman in Moscow Civilizat...
Friday, September 15, 2017

The Richest Country in the World - poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com The Richest Country in the World A concrete sidewalk for skipping to school: A busy flower shop, the...
Thursday, September 14, 2017

Three Generations in the Student Commons - poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com Three Generations in the Student Commons I. Berets, Coffee, and Cigarette Smoke Much merriment and...
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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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