tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11122973.post2433449396990236473..comments2024-02-08T05:04:18.484-08:00Comments on J'S THEATER: Poem: D. S. MarriottJohn Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08073378940347627766noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11122973.post-19682498655241020192008-01-14T22:11:00.000-08:002008-01-14T22:11:00.000-08:00Bronzebuckaroo, those lines do cast a spell, don't...Bronzebuckaroo, those lines do cast a spell, don't they? It's a fascinating book. I'm glad I came across it. I hope you enjoy it.John Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08073378940347627766noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11122973.post-85511576366640448452008-01-08T00:54:00.000-08:002008-01-08T00:54:00.000-08:00Trying to figure outwhat message I should write......<B>Trying to figure out<BR/>what message I should write...But the lone protester<BR/>keeps on collapsing under the police dogs....because the whole sense of speaking is itself a form of death...</B><BR/><BR/>There are some poems one will read only once then quickly forget. Then,there are those other poems one reads over and over again because some mental chord has been struck and there is an affinity with the words. <BR/><BR/>Off to Amazon,com I go now.BronzeBuckaroohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12536210616142873792noreply@blogger.com