"You're a lawyer of Capitalism; I'm a lawyer of Communism. Let's kiss."
I am really rather fond of the poem I've written about the American Exposition that was on view in Moscow in 1963. I've sent it out for potential publication, but if you'd like to read a draft let me know.
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Dear Lawyer. When you read this, you'r for whatever why please absolutely welcome to take 'IT' up with me, so that I can at least & long last more easily than up till now(!) of course tell & e.g. help you & myself become whatever 'representatives' of, what future is whose, especially based on, who believes what about common sense. Greetings, Ifoundittout@yahoo.com.
Wow - just the other day, I was telling someone that I didn't really think there was very much in the way of postmodern poetry. Your comment, though, could easily be a postmodern poem.
My friends alternate between calling me quirky and eccentric. That, I think, is as good a measure as anything.
Also: I have developed an unconventional relationship to popcorn since working at Real Art Ways.
Also, also: I like to oil my desk.
In the winter, I like to watch clemintine peels combust in the woodstove.
2 comments:
Dear Lawyer. When you read this, you'r for whatever why please absolutely welcome to take 'IT' up with me, so that I can at least & long last more easily than up till now(!) of course tell & e.g. help you & myself become whatever
'representatives' of, what future is whose, especially based on, who believes what about common sense.
Greetings, Ifoundittout@yahoo.com.
Wow - just the other day, I was telling someone that I didn't really think there was very much in the way of postmodern poetry. Your comment, though, could easily be a postmodern poem.
Thanks for reading.
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