 Swirling
fray, Saturday, Sep 12 2009, 11:03am
More verse (story and 1 comment and 1 audio file)
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 No more Impositions
reed, Tuesday, Jun 23 2009, 4:42am
A poem for my brothers. (story and 2 comments)
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  Visitations
reed, Friday, May 8 2009, 11:39am
From caverns of the mind (story and 3 images and 9 attached files)
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Kate Miller-Heidke wins International Songwriting Competition
staff report Herald-Sun via strings, Thursday, Apr 30 2009, 10:37pm
[But for Artists the world and our souls would be lost. Turn from vacuous perversities and meaningless (violent) values -- live in HARMONY!
We appreciate that some specialise in the Art of Assassination and War, but surely Poetry is the preferable option!]
PEACE
In keeping with this site's policy of supporting the Arts AND Artists, we are proud to report the following: (story and 1 image)
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A poem for a frightened friend
quill, Saturday, Apr 18 2009, 7:16am
No milk or custard today! (story and 1 comment and 1 image)
Last Commented Saturday, Apr 18 2009, 11:35pm
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Well done, Leonard!
Richard Jinman via quill, Friday, Jan 30 2009, 9:40pm
From the earliest totems and depictions on cave walls till today; poets/artists have possessed the ‘magic’ to transform. The world allows murderers, liars and frauds to assume leadership at great cost to the people and planet. However, REAL HOPE and CHANGE RESIDES in the CREATIVE (not warring, destructive) spirit of humankind; from all Aussie poets and artists, WELCOME to Oz, Leonard -- and a job well done, old man.
“That sunny dome those caves of ice
And all who heard should see them there,
And all should cry, Beware! Beware!
His flashing eyes, his floating hair
Weave a circle round him thrice,
And close your eyes with holy dread,
For he on honey-dew hath fed,
And drunk the milk of Paradise.” -- STC |
Sydney is also known for its street poet, Arthur Stace, who summed it up in a word, which he chalked onto the sidewalks of Sydney until his death:
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First We Take Manhattan
Leonard Cohen via quill, Tuesday, Oct 28 2008, 10:00am
Voiceover:
Was die Attentäter betrifft, die in Berlin den Anschlag auf die Deutsch-Arabische Gesellschaft verübt haben, ist die Polizei einen Schritt weiter gekommen. Die jetzt nach dem Anschlag... (story and 1 image and 1 audio file)
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A Vagabond’s Lament
quill, Tuesday, Oct 21 2008, 10:42am
Poetry for wanderers .. (story and 3 images)
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Eternal Companion
cleaves, Sunday, May 18 2008, 12:35am
In remembrance of you (story and 1 image)
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A taste of Paradise
quill, Wednesday, May 14 2008, 10:00am
The return (story and 1 image)
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Flying Kites
Layla Anwar via talya, Monday, Apr 14 2008, 7:09pm
Come and see
our overflowing morgues and find our little ones ...
You may find them in this corner or the other, a little hand poking out, pointing at you...
Come and search for them in the rubble of your ‘surgical’ air raids, you may find a little leg or a little head...pleading for your attention.
Come and see them amassed in the garbage dumps, scavenging morsels of food...
Come and see, come....
See them being trafficked, raped, sold and finally killed by your brave boys. The “final solution.” Remember that one? It was not so long ago...Except this time it is carried out by the "greatest democracy on earth." …
http://arabwomanblues.blogspot.com/2007/10/flying-kites_12.html (story and 1 image)
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Parallel Universe
harely quin, Sunday, Mar 23 2008, 11:34am
I saw myself in a parallel universe the other day searching for something I hadn’t lost. It seems I possessed what my mirror-self had lost -- very disconcerting! (story and 1 comment and 1 image)
Last Commented Sunday, Mar 23 2008, 11:57am
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Eight Hundred Years of Bliss
quill, Saturday, Nov 24 2007, 12:30pm
In celebration of Jalalu’l-Din Rumi, intoxicated on the Ecstasy of pure unadulterated existence – one who has crossed the bridge, an immortal. We are ONE!
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BBQ Chicken
dada, Thursday, Aug 9 2007, 1:16am
I usually pick up a BBQ Chicken at the end of the week, more from a need to avoid cooking than as a treat. I hadn’t seen the shop assistant who served me before, he was very particular about which chicken I selected, he gently prodded a few, very gently turned a few over all the while commenting on moisture content, texture and oven position. Very dedicated I thought as I pointed to a small plump chicken. The attendant smiled approvingly at my selection. As he placed the chicken in a take-away BBQ bag he gave me a knowing wink and said, “good selection, the pretty ones are not for eating." He then ritualistically handed the bag to me with both hands as if making an offering. Very odd behaviour I thought as I headed for the fresh vegetable section to obtain salad ingredients. (story and 2 comments and 1 image)
Last Commented Friday, Aug 10 2007, 10:24am
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Respite
quill, Saturday, Aug 4 2007, 10:50pm
For those for whom the world is meaningless and tiresome, read and remember!
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Interlude #9
tra la, Friday, May 11 2007, 10:51am
By way of balance and release. (story and 3 images)
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ppp club
reed, Saturday, Apr 7 2007, 2:21am
where have all the poets gone? (story and 2 images)
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Delayed Eye Movements
stylus via reed, Monday, Apr 2 2007, 11:03pm
a storeroom of experience and a mind out of time (story and 2 images)
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What is Old is New
apollonius, Saturday, Mar 24 2007, 11:51am
Perhaps a brief interlude is warranted on this site. A few whispers from the past follow:
"And as all things have been arose from one by ye mediation of one: so all things have their birth from this one thing by adaptation."
(Isaac Newton -- 1680)
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A Word or Two
evo, Monday, Dec 4 2006, 10:17am
The word assassin comes to us from the hashish eaters who were commissioned to dispatch/eliminate enemy leaders – an interesting tactic that survives today in Iraq and other Muslim regions. Target the presented puppet leadership and force the faceless powers to reveal their real intentions to the world. Who would lament the elimination of those who would do the bidding of slave masters? Are they not worse than their masters? Theirs is the work of traitors – for thirteen pieces of dung they sell their OWN people to slave merchants. (story and 3 comments)
Last Commented Tuesday, Dec 5 2006, 7:39am
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