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…when i am dead, than you shall hear the sullen sullen bell give warning to the world that i am fled from this vile world with vildest worms to dwell:’ Q71. R.I.P. Jaap van Heezick. A man of Falstaffian proportions and appetites. A true friend to my love, whose heart is torn by the loss. […] …woke up terrified and horrified that my own subconscious could be so cold. some sadistic id inside focusing on punishing my own self, the part of me that likes to think it’s me. he took on the shape of a notorious english actor but larger than in real life, i met him, he too is […] …I swear. 2am post comedy cafe, 2 shows. A bit of sonneteering from 90-96 with memory drops on 93, 94 and 95 under the europarking. I-pod shuffle on ‘At 17’, trying to learn the words on the bike ride home. ‘I learned the truth at 17,…’ Stop at the water to watch the swans. One […] Winter-time, or the time of year when the clocks go back an hour caught me out again. There was a time when it would have made me angry, that missed extra hour in bed, the too sudden arrival at work and no choice but to stay until it’s really time. It’s not a good way […] you can’t beat good lovin’! Bad lovin however is better off beat. Beat it! Good lovin’ people, that’s what i’m talkin’ bout! If you got good lovin’ you’re a lucky person. Nurture it people. Keep the lovin’ good lovin’. I’m just a-musin’ here an’ amusing it is, if you got good lovin’. Ok kids get your thinking caps on! which play is the above taken from? The moody Dane should be a big enough clue. Too, too easy! When the whole is taken as this, this is all my argument. This can be three generations eating and drinking in front of fire. This is the mood, the […] Back home in the damage. Toronto is visited and my dear father’s 80th birthday is done and gone. So back to the blogging with a vengeance. I so love your comments gentle readers, and appreciate your reading. I encourage you therefore to leave your opinions and comments so i won’t have to wade through spam […] I’m a little airplane, I fly high, I’m a little airplane, I fly high, I fly high, up in the sky, I’m a little airplane, I fly high. Destination: holiday. Well, I hate to say it but someone finally beat me to the punch in podcasting these sonnets. My name is William and I’m a procrastinator… Some guy is offering sonnets with his cribbed explanations all podcasted from here . If you like your sonnets with the sound of recovery written all over them, some […] … has increased our enjoyment of any line in the Sonnets or cleared up any difficulty’. Knox Pooler. |
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