Hello! To help me (greatly) in writing class, which do you prefer:

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Everybody knows, everybody knows

Everybody knows

You only live a day

But it's brilliant in it's way

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how can words approach the silent mystery of moments; the feelings and meanings on the edge of sleep, the sacredness of memory, the dip and rhythm of the ocean of internal dark...

The bleak grey hopelessness of the city and airport became a grid of jewelled, night-robed beauty in micro; every tiny light clear, a fragile spiders-web of humanity revealed as we ascended... pulling away from the coast of the lake the city became shrouded by cloud, though this gave the most poetically strange sight - the low smoke-like cloud ( Read more... )

"He... summoned Iris, the rainbow messenger, to carry his command to Poseidon to withdraw from the field. Sullenly the Sea-god agreed and once more the tide of battle turned against the Greeks ( Read more... )

The old man's breathing steadied as he settled in front of the bird cage, the peak of his flat cap nudging the bars slightly ( Read more... )

Chicago girls: are you ok? I am quite concerned that you are all nearing suicide, attacked either externally by relationship-issues or internally by terrible injuries or illnesses. Do you require various presents to alleviate your suffering and make up for the extra effort you will have to expend by my presence in Chicago ( Read more... )

Hello! Musical kids, I need your help ( Read more... )

His earth and stone holy jilted reality, his bony hands curving round her head and raising the cup to her lips, intimate breath and humming trance air...

The tangled opening is ahead as the razor angel choir rises in my ears - and passing through this gateway I shimmer through with dagger fear, and now on the field as the voices quieten to a droning wail I halt, there across the flat plain is the spire and dread walls, the church forbidding - but I run on, becoming the centre of a twisted rising ( Read more... )

Many lines have been written trying to describe/categorise/fathom Bob Dylan's voice. The strange thing is that he does it best himself, on the brilliant (if we're talking about the fast version on the Bootleg Series Vol.2) song 'She's your Lover now ( Read more... )