Saturday, June 30, 2018

The 10,000-Year-Old Girl - poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com The 10,000-Year-Old Girl She is a 10,000-year-old girl Although she is rather younger today Only 24...
Friday, June 29, 2018

Soulfight in a Locked Room - poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com Soulfight in a Locked Room In the end, they had to break into his room He was dead in his chair, and...
Thursday, June 28, 2018

A Tool of the Establishment - column

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Lawrence Hall, HSG Mhall46184@aol.com A Tool of the Establishment Stopping for bright, shiny things lying on the road is seldom a good...

Hesychasm as Practiced at Midday - poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com Hesychasm as Practiced at Midday Cicadas contribute to the silence With their impious reproductive r...
Wednesday, June 27, 2018

Because We Respect Words, We Wrestle With Them - poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com Because We Respect Words, We Wrestle With Them Suggested by a Thought from Temporal Fugue Because...
Tuesday, June 26, 2018

Everyone has a Clothing Line These Days - poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com Everyone has a Clothing Line These Days Well, okay, it’s out there in the back yard Where on display ...
Monday, June 25, 2018

An Immigration Czar (do we have any spare Romanovs about?) - poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com An Immigration Czar Someone demands an immigration czar Which could be interesting: a crown, a thron...
Sunday, June 24, 2018

The Prophet and the Dancing Girl - poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com The Prophet and the Dancing Girl When the kitchen staff did the washing-up They could not but notice...
Saturday, June 23, 2018

The First Blast of the Trumpet (if not the Trump) Against the Monstrous Regiment of Social Media - poem (not much of one, though)

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com The First Blast of the Trumpet 1 (if not the Trump) Against the Monstrous Regiment of Social Media ...
Friday, June 22, 2018

Every Page is Open to the Sun - poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com Every Page is Open to the Sun In my religion we're taught that every living thing, every leaf, ev...
Thursday, June 21, 2018

The Existential Sorrow of Waiting Room Art - poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com The Existential Sorrow of Waiting Room Art Sunlit sailboats in daubs of orange and red And mass-prod...
Wednesday, June 20, 2018

The Summer Solstice as Not Celebrated in Texas - poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com The Summer Solstice as Not Celebrated in Texas One might as well call this an equinox For night and ...
Tuesday, June 19, 2018

Instant Canonization (no cannons, though) - poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com Instant Canonization Don’t bother about being a saint so rare-y; They’ll make you one in your obitua...
Sunday, June 17, 2018

Shhh - TITANIC was Sunk by a Bilderberg - poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com Shhhhh - Titanic was Sunk by a Bilderberg Albino rabbis, the Illuminati, Protocols of the Elder...
Saturday, June 16, 2018

Our Fathers' Stories - poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com Our Fathers’ Stories Our fathers told of hard times on the farm Of walking barefoot down the road to...
Friday, June 15, 2018

Shall I Compute Thee to a Summer's Day? - poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com Shall I Compute 1 Thee to a Summer’s Day? A Lament for the Unlettered They launch no voyages of d...
Thursday, June 14, 2018

Did Canada Burn Down the White House? - column

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com Did Canada Burn Down the White House? The question has been asked: Did Canada burn down the White Hou...

An Ikon of Saint Seraphim of Sarov among Birch Trees - poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com An Ikon of Saint Seraphim of Sarov among Birch Trees Saint Seraphim among the birch trees, bent In...
Wednesday, June 13, 2018

Two Kiddie Pools in the Back Garden, with Honeybees and a Dachshund - doggerel with a real dog

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com Two Kiddie Pools in the Back Garden, with Honeybees and a Dachshund The dachshund loves her kiddie...
Tuesday, June 12, 2018

Drunk Girl Crying in the Parking Lot - poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com Drunk Girl Crying in the Parking Lot Drunk girl crying in the parking lot      Always begins her ‘pl...