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Tuesday, May 13, 2008

english final work cited by Chad Devens

Works Cited

Cooke, Rachel. "Did Golda Meir deserve this?" Rev. of Running with Scissors, by Augusten Burroughs.
http://books.guardian.co.uk. 23 Feb. 2003 biography/0,6121,900880,00.html>. This is a creditable source because the author has been
reviewed a lot. She has also done many criticism on books and movies.
Cuda, Amanda. "Running with Scissors." Rev. of Running with Scissors, by Augusten Burroughs.
http://www.curledup.com. 25 Mar. 2002 . This
web site is a creditable source because it has been reviewed a lot and also a lot of people go
to it for this kind of thing.
Daily, Chronicle, and David Wiegand. "Crazy Doesn't Begin to Describe This Family." Rev. of
Running With Scissors, by Augusten Burroughs. http://www.sfgate.com. 14 July 2002
.
This sit is a popular site and it gives you the information right and straight.
Donahue, Deidre. "'Running With Scissors' a cut above." Rev. of Running With Scissors, by Augusten
Burroughs. http://www.usatoday.com. 16 Aug. 2002 2002-08-07-scissors_x.htm>. This is a popular site and it is known for its information.
Geller, Jeffrey L. "The Cock and Bull of Augusten Burroughs." Rev. of Running With Scissors, by
Augusten Burroughs. http://psychservices.psychiatryonline.org. 5 Mar. 2005
. This page was
written by a professor and by a doctor and thats how i know it is a creditable source.

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

About Macbeth

I DO NOT LIKE TO READ!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Heredity

I am the family face;
Flesh perishes, I live on,
Projecting trait and trace
Through time to times anon,
And leaping from place to place
Over oblivion.

The years-heired feature that can
In curve and voice and eye
Despise the human span
Of durance -- that is I;
The eternal thing in man,
That heeds no call to die

Thomas Hardy

Big Band, Slow Dance

Were you close? Im asked, as if grief
Would sting less deeply were we friends
As well as son and father. Further apart
Two men could never meet, though blood bends

Through arteries, veins and capillaries
Summoned into Presence by his pleasure.
On that I could have grown more slowly -
Remember being held, and cradled like treasure.


Bill Mohr

AS CRAZY AS I EVER WAS

drunk and writing poems
at 3 a.m.

what counts now
is one more
tight pussy

before the light
tilts out

drunk and writing poems
at 3:15 a.m.

some people tell me that I'm
famous.

what am I doing alone
drunk and writing poems at
3:18 a.m.?

I'm as crazy as I ever was
they don't understand
that I haven't stopped hanging out of 4th floor
windows by my heels-
I still do
right now
sitting here

writing this down
I am hanging by my heels
floors up:
68, 72, 101,
the feeling is the
same:
relentless
unheroic and
necessary

sitting here
drunk and writing poems
at 3:24 a.m.

8 Count

from my bed
I watch
3 birds
on a telephone
wire.
one flies
off.
then
another.
one is left,
then
it too
is gone.
my typewriter is
tombstone
still.
and I am
reduced to bird
watching.
just thought I'd
let you
know,
f@#$%&.

Charles Bukowski

And The Moon And The Stars And The World

Long walks at night--
that's what good for the soul:
peeking into windows
watching tired housewives
trying to fight off
their beer-maddened husbands.

Charles Bukowski