I wonder if some sort of exosuit arm attachment exists that will allow you to hold the book up for extended periods of time. If not, we dont really need to tell you what you’re in for because you are physically incapable of reading that.
I like the way good poetry works on my mind; --it'll effect not only the way (you) see, but the way you dream both day and night. In a good way. Have fun, OP
Last month I reread Wallace Stevens' Harmonium over two evenings and the 'residuals' (which lasted about a week) were overwhelming. Just the way my mind was adjusted to my surroundings, the way my experiences had a Stevensian savor-- I was still more or less recognizable 'to myself,' of course, just a little different-- it's hard to explain. In the midst of working out the poems while going about the business of my day to day life, messing with them, meditating about them, feeling and seeing to some degree in terms of them, working them out aiw, no doubt 'being influenced' by them, etc., something happened; it was different; I liked it.
Personally, I'd flip around in it for a few days, maybe read a few Keats odes, Shelley's Ode to the West Wind, some Whitman poem like Crossing Brooklyn Ferry or The Sleepers-- maybe even When Lilacs Last in the Door Yard Bloomed given that the anniversary of Lincoln's assassination is coming up Monday.
After a few days browsing I'd hit it chronologically
Great collection, I've had mine for 16 years now. Its been to Iraq and gotten me laid twice.
https://i.imgur.com/dwcF1NM.jpg
The first woman I fricked with it was an arthoe israeliteess on the floor of a messy studio apartment in manhattan. I read her "She Walks in Beauty" and she kissed me then dropped her panties on the spot. I'm so proud to have served as a stud for the israeli race that I put a note on that page and have kept it there since.
What's with this phenotype and The Norton Anthology?
do you perchance have the third of left of the top row (the golden seiko) in higher res? I would like to add it to my collection. The one under it is also a gem.
The first woman I fricked with it was an arthoe israeliteess on the floor of a messy studio apartment in manhattan. I read her "She Walks in Beauty" and she kissed me then dropped her panties on the spot. I'm so proud to have served as a stud for the israeli race that I put a note on that page and have kept it there since.
I wonder if some sort of exosuit arm attachment exists that will allow you to hold the book up for extended periods of time. If not, we dont really need to tell you what you’re in for because you are physically incapable of reading that.
You have my sincerest condolences. Auschwitz must've been awful.
Post your favorite poems.
Paradise Lost
Now I know why people say that books are better than food!
Holy cr*p, OP
ghoulish ass homie
I like the way good poetry works on my mind; --it'll effect not only the way (you) see, but the way you dream both day and night. In a good way. Have fun, OP
Unpack this a little bit more for a brainlet.
Examples of poetry that did this for you.
Last month I reread Wallace Stevens' Harmonium over two evenings and the 'residuals' (which lasted about a week) were overwhelming. Just the way my mind was adjusted to my surroundings, the way my experiences had a Stevensian savor-- I was still more or less recognizable 'to myself,' of course, just a little different-- it's hard to explain. In the midst of working out the poems while going about the business of my day to day life, messing with them, meditating about them, feeling and seeing to some degree in terms of them, working them out aiw, no doubt 'being influenced' by them, etc., something happened; it was different; I liked it.
Any particular work by
Yeats and or Frost that you would recommend.
I like Frost in general; of Yeats' volumes The Tower is what first comes to mind: just a great batch of poems.
thanks! Will take me a while to get through, any recommendations on where to start?
Personally, I'd flip around in it for a few days, maybe read a few Keats odes, Shelley's Ode to the West Wind, some Whitman poem like Crossing Brooklyn Ferry or The Sleepers-- maybe even When Lilacs Last in the Door Yard Bloomed given that the anniversary of Lincoln's assassination is coming up Monday.
After a few days browsing I'd hit it chronologically
What's with this phenotype and The Norton Anthology?
Your forearm looks like an erect penis
Ayyyy lmao
Are you vegan?
Post your watch.
Imagine getting punched by one of those firsts
It would be very soft.
Not those grub hammer fists that look like a mallet
*grug
do you perchance have the third of left of the top row (the golden seiko) in higher res? I would like to add it to my collection. The one under it is also a gem.
thanks, king
>What am I in for?
Probably DOMS tomorrow, it looks like holding the book is a struggle for you
Don't broke you're arm holding that big boy, dude.
Great collection, I've had mine for 16 years now. Its been to Iraq and gotten me laid twice.
Thanks for made Israel great again, zoggy.
The first woman I fricked with it was an arthoe israeliteess on the floor of a messy studio apartment in manhattan. I read her "She Walks in Beauty" and she kissed me then dropped her panties on the spot. I'm so proud to have served as a stud for the israeli race that I put a note on that page and have kept it there since.
more like the anthology of poverty
why do people only post the shooped version?
That is just sloppy
>tfw my arm is pretty much this
I can completely wrap my thumb and middle finger around the other wrist with about one finger's width left over.
The best introduction to poetry money can buy. Sorry about your forearm.
Palgrave's for up to the Victorian Age, then one of the many anthologies of Modern Poetry
Why even ask this? Just started reading and find out for yourself.