https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/category-1879-week-of-nbsp-01-16-12 en 2005-2012 shakespearesmonekys@gmail.com 42.65593 -71.33391 Tue, 09 Jun 2026 21:20:59 GMT yacs http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss 70 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-13151-internal-machinations-of-the-divination-of-a-tree-a-dog-and-a-suffragette-a-man-without-a-voice https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-13151-internal-machinations-of-the-divination-of-a-tree-a-dog-and-a-suffragette-a-man-without-a-voice part 1: the benediction of a true statement between us (i am) i am a dream(er) I am. (Quite) symbolic, she - bones and bones and bones (and bones if bones are trees and bones are steel and bones are words if bones are words) - (there) is (no) kissing  (in the hallway) let's (hear it) - flesh (oh pale flesh) - (Driving) for our (only you) very own (You are) No. No. NO. Yes. Come on- in the house with shards of glass in its walls. I (did not) (did not) (will not) will be (a frog sliced gut to mouth) the (one) Tree (in the yard). One, then sometimes - people do, (no they do not) get on with it (off with  ... red.) remember this (I swear) in five years too early to know we are we - I hate (winter) . but we can (please) we can, we can watch  oh draw the flag, the moment, the words out - out - cheer. I brought extra pompoms. ... more Stephan Anstey Beside the Point Sat, 21 Jan 2012 23:24:25 GMT /section-822-beside-the-point#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/13151 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/13151 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A13151 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-13150-she-feeling-not-quite-there-enough https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-13150-she-feeling-not-quite-there-enough of snowflakes - of cold - of dark (blistering dark) an endless flow from you to me (that does not start) to here. to the stark (void) empty room where we (more you) can not see what is truely true: loneliness - the thin layer of ice between the moon and a path. close the door, close the door let us run out - let you run out without me. empty - but for snow flakes. falling one snow flake. one snow flake that defines loneliness in the mass of sameness.   Stephan Anstey Beside the Point Sat, 21 Jan 2012 22:00:21 GMT /section-822-beside-the-point#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/13150 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/13150 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A13150 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-13137-a-wee-dram https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-13137-a-wee-dram “The Gainsborough” Victorian pub, Strand road: engraved windows, mahogany, brass rail, gilt edges. A late-morning sparseness and subdued hum as the old man ushers me in. A brief banter about under-age admission, the old boy quips his excuses, ordering beer and a whiskey chaser. Cornered in a snug under the smoked-window, the traffic-loud exterior fades. He's keen to make things easy - no fuss, no trespass, just an out-take from the hurly-burly going on outside. His “just one snifter” slips away and then he's up again, bar-bright, gibber-loud, firing wit at early locals. ... more u668857 The Personal Space of U668857 Fri, 20 Jan 2012 12:34:24 GMT /section-449-the-personal-space-of-u668857#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/13137 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/13137 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A13137 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-13147-heading-to-bed-after-waking-up-on-the-couch https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-13147-heading-to-bed-after-waking-up-on-the-couch i will (not) leave you alone in a (cold) room with (a cat)  crying for a new(er) moon no(r) fingers (wrapped)  around (fingers) (a )lone(liness) you(r) will (will) be like  (eye) on the bed S(t)il ver(y) light(touch ing) through (thin)  curtain pulled back (to back) to reveal Love.  orange cat (pawing) out sid(l)(e)(ing) sCrAT-ch-ch-ching in terrupt(ing) the  eye i will NOT leave you (alone) in (the) a cold room cold - with a cat. Stephan Anstey Beside the Point Thu, 19 Jan 2012 21:49:11 GMT /section-822-beside-the-point#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/13147 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/13147 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A13147 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-13146-lime-green-icicle-tower https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-13146-lime-green-icicle-tower Chihuly twisted his glass - HIS glass the way I wanted to words - MY words A million dollars, they said, for that one and this other, a hundred times that would be too little by half We sipped, together - him in Tacoma me in Lowell - a thousand sips  of something too strong - too Him to me.  I said the same nothing I always say when I stare at God across the street through a shade on a sunny day He knew me only as a knob of black glass shattered on his workroom floor sometime after the last Chandelier was hung Stephan Anstey Beside the Point Thu, 19 Jan 2012 21:47:56 GMT /section-822-beside-the-point#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/13146 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/13146 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A13146 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-13145-who-s-there https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-13145-who-s-there an old oak door, six broken moons o'ing awake – faithless to the worn out hearts a tattered screen a boarded window one star, only one damned star and the fat sad spirit waiting a filthy splintered floor, is that a dancing sun burning - passionate  on the oft-held tongue? quiet, someone knocks. Stephan Anstey Beside the Point Thu, 19 Jan 2012 21:46:15 GMT /section-822-beside-the-point#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/13145 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/13145 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A13145 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-13143-building-a-snow-man https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-13143-building-a-snow-man she asks, "snow, or no snow?" I beg, in every man, a carrot  and bold unburnt coal - do we wait  cold for the impetus to be whole? we (or else) in other men, a stick un-wielded reveals each blow (inch by inch) then  (yielded) under plough  as yet unfielded Answers  come as children roll the chill  up ball by ball into the question  is that a man? or is that snow unmoved by joy  of boyhood plans? in every word,  a snowflake waits, too warm? too cold?  too small? too great? Every man (and others too) asks the question, "What is true? ... more Stephan Anstey Beside the Point Thu, 19 Jan 2012 21:44:11 GMT /section-822-beside-the-point#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/13143 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/13143 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A13143 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-13138-captain-s-farewell https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-13138-captain-s-farewell here we go boys here we go into the storm into the sea and though the wind blows though the swells grow here we go boys here we go to the sea here we go, boys here we go into the storm into the sea and though we're broken though I'm dying though I go boys though I go into the deep here we go boys here we go  into the storm upon the sea here we go boys here we go for you a moment eternity for me the whitecaps rollling the rocks all sharp the angels play on golden harps here we go boys here we go you in boats and me in sharks there you go, boys there you go out of the storm upon the sea I watch you leaving and though I'm dying there you go boys there you go remember me ... more Stephan Anstey Beside the Point Wed, 18 Jan 2012 17:38:36 GMT /section-822-beside-the-point#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/13138 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/13138 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A13138 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-13135-turning-the-pages https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-13135-turning-the-pages Shannon McEwen Shan's Crap (Shannon McEwen) Mon, 16 Jan 2012 19:01:35 GMT /section-37-shan-s-crap-shannon-mcewen#comments 1 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/13135 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/13135 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A13135 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-13136-az-is https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-13136-az-is A form of soup, one ingredient being a scene that is heard after the children have gone upstairs to explore the concept of innocence... laura doom Monkey sperm Mon, 16 Jan 2012 18:36:59 GMT /section-534-monkey-sperm#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/13136 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/13136 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A13136