Final tests delayed--
Schedules screwed--dorm quiet hours--
Pish, I'm going out to play!


What Poetry Can and Cannot DoBut sometimes you will find that poetry will not accomplish what you want it to. You want a verse to bring to light a thought and make it solid in your reader's mind, but forms and clever turns of phrase will just confuse the one who needs the thought the most. Or else--more frequently--the reader will not be in any mood to hear your words and so your verse is thrown into a bin with all the cheer up's and things could be worse's, all spoken with good purpose, but unheard.What Poetry Can and Cannot Do
Few women will be swayed by poetry, and frankly, I don't think the girls were swayed by


What Is Missing?What Is Missing? A Growing Group of ConundrumsWhat Is Missing?
It is morning, and Mr. Paul Morton looks gloomy and glum. Paul Morton puts on socks, slacks, shirt, coat, hat. But Mr. Morton has not put on a last bit of clothing... What is Mr. Morton missing? Mr. Morton is missing ________________.
But Mr. Morton cannot put on that last thing now; that clock says six-oh-two. Mr. Morton must hurry to catch his train. Mr. Paul Morton runs out of his building and zooms down to his subway station. But Mr. Morton finds that his train is pushing off now, and without him in it. What is Mr. Morton missing? Mr. Mo


PlaneI took a piece of ordinary white printer paper and folded it into an airplane using a pattern I learned from my older brother. A bit intricate and origami, but really quite easy. And then, with a soft marker, I wrote words on the wings. On one wing I wrote "Tag!" On the other I wrote "You're It!" I opened my second-floor window and looked down at the city sidewalk. Not busy at all at this hour. If it were busier, the plane could get lost under people's feet. Right now it's quiet, but people are still out walking. I decided on a grey-haired man. He wore a flat cap and walked with a cane. He was taking his time, enjoying what littlePlane
| "devART Clerihew" Sullivan Fry Is the name of this guy. (It's actually a pseudonym, But don't let that stop you veuon hym.) |
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Wherever you go, no matter what weather, bring your own sunshine.
best regards
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May the Phoenix protect you
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