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Thursday, December 7, 2006

EMILY DICKINSON

I've tried to read her pious stuff
for years past counting, then
have waded through long pages more
from some biographer's pen.

Afriad of sexist attitudes
I"ve kept an open mind
but felt she threw away the meat
to nibble on the rind.

So Lady Poet, fare-thee-well.
I haven't time to waste
with someone who subsisted on
New England library paste.
Posted by timmy t at 8:33 AM

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  • ▼  2006 (39)
    • ▼  December (39)
      • THE CHINESE HAVE THEIR SIMPLE WOK
      • ZIPITOR
      • LIMA BEANS
      • THE ORPHAN'S MOON
      • THE EXPLOITS OF BRITTENY SPEARS
      • SOMALIA (a prose poem)
      • IF COLLEGE IS YOUR CUP OF TEA
      • SWEDE JOHNSON
      • THE MINIMUM WAGE IS DEFINED
      • MEAT PACKING IS FUN DOWN AT SWIFT
      • IT'S ALWAYS ABOUT ME
      • I'M WRITING TO YOU
      • SUDOKU
      • PYOO - SEE - KAT
      • WHY I DON'T WORK FOR RINGLING BROS ANYMORE
      • FOR XMAS DEAR SANTA I CRAVE
      • KBTO
      • A POPULAR BRAND
      • THE UNFULFILLED LONG JOHN
      • IN THE SOUP
      • SYLLABUS FOR NEW DEMOCRATS IN CONGRESS
      • ANIMAL CREDO
      • EMILY DICKINSON
      • FIRST SNOW
      • A FISH TO A MAN IS A MEAL
      • FLU SHOT
      • EFFRONTERY
      • ON PATROL
      • MY HOLIDAY SHOPPING
      • WE INVADED THE WRONG COUNTRY
      • LIVE AND LET LIVE
      • HAPPY HUMBUG
      • MORNING MEMO
      • WHEN TAKING AN OATH
      • THE CHEAPER THE CLOCK
      • MEXICO MIME
      • SPY STUFF
      • The Scoop on . . .
      • Snivel War

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