Day: March 11, 2015

Oh,dear I’ve lost my battery.

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http://youtu.be/vwzBod_Tnfw

Oh,dear… what can the matter be
i’ve not written a sonnet since Saturday
Oh,dear,what a calamity
My head was set up in the air.

I promised to write a poem or a melody.
I promised I’d help Gray to rewrite his elegy.
I promised my lover some energy.
My head has flown off and it’s where?

Oh,dear,my home’s not in Battersea.
I fear my home looks real slatternly.
Oh,dear,my knitting is patternly.
My head’s like a Viking’s,so there.

I promised to write a note late last Saturday
I said I’d pay you a salary.
I promised to paint you a gallery.
My eyes have got stuck,so I glare.

I like antiques from Abbleby
I like a sinner with dignity.
I once ate half of a dictionary.
That’s why my cupboard’s not bare

Did Munch have premonitions about the 20th century?

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    http://www.smithsonianmag.com/arts-culture/edvard-munch-beyond-the-scream-111810150/?all&no-ist

    Munch was much more prolific than many of us realise.ii feel he was psychic;that he foresaw the horrors to come.
    In particular,the situation in the Middle East now is a direct consequence of how Britain and France behave after W W 1 when they divided up the Ottoman empire.Most of the States there did not exist… and have never functioned very well.
    I wonder why Arabs seem to have been despised when they had a marvelloulsculture and invented algebra for example…societies rise and fall as the British Empire has done