learnedax (
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2009
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03
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07:25 am
For a radiant and slightly glistening lady
April
March is the cruelest month, breeding
Hopes of spring out of dead hearts, yielding
Mudthaw and desire, pelting
Warm heads with damned sleet.
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shalmestere.livejournal.com
2009-03-09 12:58 pm (UTC)
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I think we are in Rats' Alley
Where the dead men lost their bones....
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learnedax.livejournal.com
2009-03-09 01:48 pm (UTC)
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'What is that noise now? What is the wind doing?'
Snowing again snowing.
Sorry, Mr. Winter, you've had too much--we're cutting you off
shalmestere.livejournal.com
2009-03-09 02:58 pm (UTC)
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Hurry up, please, it's time....
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metahacker.livejournal.com
2009-03-09 01:44 pm (UTC)
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Lheuwde synge goddamn.
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learnedax.livejournal.com
2009-03-09 01:50 pm (UTC)
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Interestingly (at least to me), that poet also edited
The Waste Land
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I did not know that.
metahacker.livejournal.com
2009-03-09 09:26 pm (UTC)
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I was unintentionally extra-erudite, then!
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Where the dead men lost their bones....
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Snowing again snowing.
Sorry, Mr. Winter, you've had too much--we're cutting you off
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I did not know that.