This is the first thing 
   I have understood:
Time is the echo of an axe 
   Within a wood.

--Philip Larkin

We talked for hours

Over coffee in the harbour

Rain endless

Shedding

Crying at the prospect

Of abandoning this city

Don't leave

I don't want you to go

Not today

We are together

Married in this weather

A ceremony over latte

Cappucinos

And long blacks

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Entry 1

Week 8, Sonnet 66

http://launcelotroma.livejournal.com/25604.html

Entry 2 - Creative Response

Week 9, “Advance unAustralian Fair”

http://launcelotroma.livejournal.com/25976.html

Entry 3 - Response to fellow livejournal user

Week 10, “Views of Tragedy - Response to Dan Cummin’s Wk 10 entry”
http://launcelotroma.livejournal.com/26305.html

(week 12 entry)

We had an interesting tutorial at the Shakespeare Room at the State Library today.  Being in this room which was constructed in the 1940s with its tudor rose carvings, royal emblems and Queen Elizabeth’s coat of arms which was emblazoned in latin, “Semper Eadem seemed to transport us back into time and made me wish I had a library ( Read more... )

(week 11 entry)

Volpone

The concept of the FOOL which we have been studying, is present within this play.  The play however, seems to question just who exactly is playing the fool? And who is being made a fool.  This is coherent with the theme of disguise and deception. Volpone is a master of this, disguising himself and fooling people around him to ( Read more... )

(week 10 entry, response)


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(week 9 creative entry)

Advance unAustralian Fair.

You say it is unAustralian to not speak English

And to cover my hair with a piece of cloth

And to be offended by Christmas carols in shopping malls

And to step on this red earthed land without a passport

And to bring drugs in from overseas to our innocent children

And for carrying the flag of your people ( Read more... )

Week 8 Response

SONNET 66

Tired with all these, for restful death I cry,

As, to behold desert a beggar born,

And needy nothing trimm'd in jollity,

And purest faith unhappily forsworn,

And guilded honour shamefully misplaced,

And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted,

And right perfection wrongfully disgraced,

And strength by limping sway disabled,

And art made ( Read more... )

(week 7 entry)

“The Tragical History of Doctor Faustus” by Christopher Marlowe is a story about a man who sells his soul to the devil for power and knowledge.  The play is a tragedy, where the protagonist dies in the end as a result of his own actions.  The audience does not actually see his “death” as this event is implied and occurs off-stage and ( Read more... )

US uni gunman left violent writings


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