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Emily Dickenson Gamified

Posted on July 5, 2022 by Brian D. Butler

I have never been much of a gamer, but I had to check out this bizarre video game based on the poetry of Emily Dickenson. Emily Blaster: is a little shooting game in which you attempt to piece together selected … Continue reading →

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Another World Just Waiting At My Fingertips

Posted on June 24, 2022 by Brian D. Butler

 

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At midnight, in the month of June

Posted on June 18, 2022 by Brian D. Butler

The Sleeper BY EDGAR ALLAN POE At midnight, in the month of June, I stand beneath the mystic moon. An opiate vapor, dewy, dim, Exhales from out her golden rim, And softly dripping, drop by drop, Upon the quiet mountain top, … Continue reading →

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the lie was the weapon and the plot was empty

Posted on June 9, 2022 by Brian D. Butler

“Either peace or happiness, let it enfold you. When I was a young man I felt these things were dumb, unsophisticated. I had bad blood, a twisted mind, a precarious upbringing. I was hard as granite, I leered at the … Continue reading →

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June Again

Posted on June 4, 2022 by Brian D. Butler

  by Judy Longley  

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Keep your face always toward the sunshine – and shadows will fall behind you.

Posted on May 31, 2022 by Brian D. Butler

Keep your face always toward the sunshine – and shadows will fall behind you. Walt Whitman  Happy Birthday Walt “Crossing Brooklyn Ferry” is a poem about a man taking the Brooklyn ferry home from Manhattan at the end of a … Continue reading →

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What Kind of Days Are These

Posted on May 22, 2022 by Brian D. Butler

WHAT KIND OF DAYS ARE THESE Adrienne Rich There’s a place between two stands of trees where the grass grows uphill and the old revolutionary road breaks off into shadows near a meeting-house abandoned by the persecuted who disappeared into … Continue reading →

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Just Another Manic Monday of Miscellany

Posted on May 16, 2022 by Brian D. Butler

The coolest doorway in Paris is at number 29 Avenue Rapp . Mondrian’s mysticism: Evolution (1910–1911) A NEW NATIONAL ANTHEM Ada Limón The truth is, I’ve never cared for the National Anthem. If you think about it, it’s not a … Continue reading →

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Calmly we walk through this April’s day

Posted on April 22, 2022 by Brian D. Butler

CALMLY WE WALK THROUGH THIS APRIL’S DAY Delmore Schwartz Calmly we walk through this April’s day, Metropolitan poetry here and there, In the park sit pauper and rentier, The screaming children, the motor-car Fugitive about us, running away, Between the worker … Continue reading →

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Be angry at the sun for setting

Posted on April 9, 2022 by Brian D. Butler

BE ANGRY AT THE SUN Robinson Jeffers That public men publish falsehoods Is nothing new. That America must accept Like the historical republics corruption and empire Has been known for years. Be angry at the sun for setting If these … Continue reading →

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