Literature Class

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Read some Robert Browning today, that guy had a kick ass beard

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The Importance of Being Earnest- Oscar Wilde.

 

Love it so far, very well written and humorous.

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QUOTE (*Limelight* @ Jan 9 2009, 06:51 PM)

The Importance of Being Earnest- Oscar Wilde. Love it so far, very well written and humorous.

And you think I'm bad.... I read that sophmore year....

 

Your Literature teacher probably hasn't made you analyze anything this trippy either.

 

nobody loses all the time

 

i had an uncle named

Sol who was a born failure and

nearly everybody said he should have gone

into vaudeville perhaps because my Uncle Sol could

sing McCann He Was A Diver on Xmas Eve like Hell Itself which

may or may not account for the fact that my Uncle

 

Sol indulged in that possibly most inexcusable

of all to use a highfalootin phrase

luxuries that is or to

wit farming and be

it needlessly

added

 

my Uncle Sol's farm

failed because the chickens

ate the vegetables so

my Uncle Sol had a

chicken farm till the

skunks ate the chickens when

 

my Uncle Sol

had a skunk farm but

the skunks caught cold and

died and so

my Uncle Sol imitated the

skunks in a subtle manner

 

or by drowning himself in the watertank

but somebody who'd given my Uncle Sol a Victor

Victrola and records while he lived presented to

him upon the auspicious occasion of his decease a

scruptious not to mention splendiferous funeral with

tall boys in black gloves and flowers and everything and

i remember we all cried like the Missouri

when my Uncle Sol's coffin lurched because

somebody pressed a button

(and down went

my Uncle

Sol

 

and started a worm farm)

 

-- E. E. Cummings

 

 

By the way, the lack of capitals in this passage is not a mistake. It's part of Cummings style.

Edited January 29, 2009 by udanax

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QUOTE (udanax @ Jan 28 2009, 06:30 PM)

QUOTE (*Limelight* @ Jan 9 2009, 06:51 PM) The Importance of Being Earnest- Oscar Wilde. Love it so far, very well written and humorous. And you think I'm bad.... I read that sophmore year....   Your Literature teacher probably hasn't made you analyze anything this trippy either.   nobody loses all the time   i had an uncle named Sol who was a born failure and nearly everybody said he should have gone into vaudeville perhaps because my Uncle Sol could sing McCann He Was A Diver on Xmas Eve like Hell Itself which may or may not account for the fact that my Uncle   Sol indulged in that possibly most inexcusable of all to use a highfalootin phrase luxuries that is or to wit farming and be it needlessly added   my Uncle Sol's farm failed because the chickens ate the vegetables so my Uncle Sol had a chicken farm till the skunks ate the chickens when   my Uncle Sol had a skunk farm but the skunks caught cold and died and so my Uncle Sol imitated the skunks in a subtle manner   or by drowning himself in the watertank but somebody who'd given my Uncle Sol a Victor Victrola and records while he lived presented to him upon the auspicious occasion of his decease a scruptious not to mention splendiferous funeral with tall boys in black gloves and flowers and everything and i remember we all cried like the Missouri when my Uncle Sol's coffin lurched because somebody pressed a button (and down went my Uncle Sol   and started a worm farm)   -- E. E. Cummings     By the way, the lack of capitals in this passage is not a mistake. It's part of Cummings style. I know about the capitals thing   Nice poem Karina, i liked it

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QUOTE (*Limelight* @ Jan 29 2009, 01:07 AM)

QUOTE (udanax @ Jan 28 2009, 06:30 PM) QUOTE (*Limelight* @ Jan 9 2009, 06:51 PM) The Importance of Being Earnest- Oscar Wilde. Love it so far, very well written and humorous. And you think I'm bad.... I read that sophmore year....   Your Literature teacher probably hasn't made you analyze anything this trippy either.   nobody loses all the time   i had an uncle named Sol who was a born failure and nearly everybody said he should have gone into vaudeville perhaps because my Uncle Sol could sing McCann He Was A Diver on Xmas Eve like Hell Itself which may or may not account for the fact that my Uncle   Sol indulged in that possibly most inexcusable of all to use a highfalootin phrase luxuries that is or to wit farming and be it needlessly added   my Uncle Sol's farm failed because the chickens ate the vegetables so my Uncle Sol had a chicken farm till the skunks ate the chickens when   my Uncle Sol had a skunk farm but the skunks caught cold and died and so my Uncle Sol imitated the skunks in a subtle manner   or by drowning himself in the watertank but somebody who'd given my Uncle Sol a Victor Victrola and records while he lived presented to him upon the auspicious occasion of his decease a scruptious not to mention splendiferous funeral with tall boys in black gloves and flowers and everything and i remember we all cried like the Missouri when my Uncle Sol's coffin lurched because somebody pressed a button (and down went my Uncle Sol   and started a worm farm)   -- E. E. Cummings     By the way, the lack of capitals in this passage is not a mistake. It's part of Cummings style. I know about the capitals thing   Nice poem Karina, i liked it It's abstract writing...

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