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Patrick Darnell
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Clever is; Clever does
... [H]ow the great revolutionary poet Mayakovsky dealt with post-revolutionary hecklers complaining that his work was too ‘clever’:
Question: ‘My comrades and I read your poems and didn’t understand anything.’Answer: ‘You must choose more clever comrades.’
"I write Poetry, so good luck wid' that..." -- Pat Darnell, (Apr 2010)
“I’d rather have a free bottle in front of me than a prefrontal lobotomy.” ~ Tom Waits
Being an Artist requires inert discipline.
Alan Sillitoe dies in London aged 82
Last year, he appeared on the BBC's Desert Island Discs, where he said if he were cast away his ideal companions would be a record of Le Ca Ira sung by Edith Piaf, a copy of the RAF navigation manual, The Air Publication 1234, and a communications receiver - but for receiving only.
Poet and Novelist -- His novels included "Saturday Night and Sunday Morning" and "The Loneliness of the Long Distance Runner," both of which were made into films.
Poet and Novelist -- His novels included "Saturday Night and Sunday Morning" and "The Loneliness of the Long Distance Runner," both of which were made into films.
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THIS is the Way...Walk Ye in It - We who are patriots & who first seek the kingdom of God and His righteousness, have been through the wringer these past two years. Or more… When Presi...2 years ago
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