https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/category-1251-shame en 2005-2012 shakespearesmonekys@gmail.com 42.65593 -71.33391 Wed, 10 Jun 2026 16:56:06 GMT yacs http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss 70 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8554-path-of-ashes https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8554-path-of-ashes Be quick to love this flameand taste its blue skinbut a night,where cruel the burningmeets the flesh,no cupping wind will keep that light. A preying breathmay steal the shamethat binds the firewhere it burns,then comes the dark upon strange wind,and feeds the red flame as it turns. A path of ash lies on the tongue,and soot drags wetalong the thigh~yet dawn cools pale the waxing night,as black eyes watch the fire die Celticlion Poetry Fri, 09 May 2008 14:09:34 GMT /section-566-poetry#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8554 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8554 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8554 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8369-blame-a-bitching https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8369-blame-a-bitching   Yesterday, I told my husband, go down the hardware store, we're out of batteries, lightbulbs and shame.   He lay there abusing the sofa, stained boxers, foam gut bulging above an open mouthed fly.   He sprayed me in the eye with malice, bits of half a jowl's sandwich crusty edge reaching his greasy head's cluttered table, muttering nothing, chewing cable.   So, I went out back, sat on the steps; a burning cigarette, spitting smoke on the long haired lawn that bum started mowing ... more Celticlion Loom Sun, 27 Apr 2008 00:36:32 GMT /section-579-loom#comments 2 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8369 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8369 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8369