VizantOr* wrote:
>
> Life, friends, is boring. We must not say so.
> After all, the sky flashes, the great sea yearns,
> we ourselves flash and yearn,
> and moreover my mother told me as a boy
> (repeatingly) ‘Ever to confess you’re bored
> means you have no
>
> Inner Resources.’ I conclude now I have no
> inner resources, because I am heavy bored.
> Peoples bore me,
> literature bores me, especially great literature,
> Henry bores me, with his plights & gripes
> as bad as achilles,
>
> who loves people and valiant art, which bores me.
> And the tranquil hills, & gin, look like a drag
> and somehow a dog
> has taken itself & its tail considerably away
> into mountains or sea or sky, leaving
> behind: me, wag.
>
> *John Berryman*
>
>
> --
> { ::: http://vizantor.chez.com
> ::: http://www.amazon.fr/-/e/B00X62TXC0 }*

Getting this thread back on topic ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

Faraway Star wrote:

> VizantOr* wrote:
>>
>> Life, friends, is boring. We must not say so.
>> After all, the sky flashes, the great sea yearns,
>> we ourselves flash and yearn,
>> and moreover my mother told me as a boy
>> (repeatingly) ‘Ever to confess you’re bored
>> means you have no
>>
>> Inner Resources.’ I conclude now I have no
>> inner resources, because I am heavy bored.
>> Peoples bore me,
>> literature bores me, especially great literature,
>> Henry bores me, with his plights & gripes
>> as bad as achilles,
>>
>> who loves people and valiant art, which bores me.
>> And the tranquil hills, & gin, look like a drag
>> and somehow a dog
>> has taken itself & its tail considerably away
>> into mountains or sea or sky, leaving
>> behind: me, wag.
>>
>> *John Berryman*
>>
>>
>> --
>> { ::: http://vizantor.chez.com
>> ::: http://www.amazon.fr/-/e/B00X62TXC0 }*

> Getting this thread back on topic ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

Good evening, great idea.

😃

Faraway Star wrote:

> VizantOr* wrote:
>>
>> Life, friends, is boring. We must not say so.
>> After all, the sky flashes, the great sea yearns,
>> we ourselves flash and yearn,
>> and moreover my mother told me as a boy
>> (repeatingly) ‘Ever to confess you’re bored
>> means you have no
>>
>> Inner Resources.’ I conclude now I have no
>> inner resources, because I am heavy bored.
>> Peoples bore me,
>> literature bores me, especially great literature,
>> Henry bores me, with his plights & gripes
>> as bad as achilles,
>>
>> who loves people and valiant art, which bores me.
>> And the tranquil hills, & gin, look like a drag
>> and somehow a dog
>> has taken itself & its tail considerably away
>> into mountains or sea or sky, leaving
>> behind: me, wag.
>>
>> *John Berryman*
>>
>>
>> --
>> { ::: http://vizantor.chez.com
>> ::: http://www.amazon.fr/-/e/B00X62TXC0 }*

> Getting this thread back on topic ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

Good evening, good idea.

Faraway Star wrote:

> VizantOr* wrote:
>>
>> Life, friends, is boring. We must not say so.
>> After all, the sky flashes, the great sea yearns,
>> we ourselves flash and yearn,
>> and moreover my mother told me as a boy
>> (repeatingly) ‘Ever to confess you’re bored
>> means you have no
>>
>> Inner Resources.’ I conclude now I have no
>> inner resources, because I am heavy bored.
>> Peoples bore me,
>> literature bores me, especially great literature,
>> Henry bores me, with his plights & gripes
>> as bad as achilles,
>>
>> who loves people and valiant art, which bores me.
>> And the tranquil hills, & gin, look like a drag
>> and somehow a dog
>> has taken itself & its tail considerably away
>> into mountains or sea or sky, leaving
>> behind: me, wag.
>>
>> *John Berryman*
>>
>>
>> --
>> { ::: http://vizantor.chez.com
>> ::: http://www.amazon.fr/-/e/B00X62TXC0 }*

> Getting this thread back on topic ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

Good evening, again, great plan.

🙂

Will Dockery wrote:

> Faraway Star wrote:

>> VizantOr* wrote:
>>>
>>> Life, friends, is boring. We must not say so.
>>> After all, the sky flashes, the great sea yearns,
>>> we ourselves flash and yearn,
>>> and moreover my mother told me as a boy
>>> (repeatingly) ‘Ever to confess you’re bored
>>> means you have no
>>>
>>> Inner Resources.’ I conclude now I have no
>>> inner resources, because I am heavy bored.
>>> Peoples bore me,
>>> literature bores me, especially great literature,
>>> Henry bores me, with his plights & gripes
>>> as bad as achilles,
>>>
>>> who loves people and valiant art, which bores me.
>>> And the tranquil hills, & gin, look like a drag
>>> and somehow a dog
>>> has taken itself & its tail considerably away
>>> into mountains or sea or sky, leaving
>>> behind: me, wag.
>>>
>>> *John Berryman*
>>>
>>>
>>> --
>>> { ::: http://vizantor.chez.com
>>> ::: http://www.amazon.fr/-/e/B00X62TXC0 }*

>> Getting this thread back on topic ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

> Good evening, again, great plan.

> 🙂

Good night, good read.... God bless.

General-Zod wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:

>> Faraway Star wrote:

>>> VizantOr* wrote:
>>>>
>>>> Life, friends, is boring. We must not say so.
>>>> After all, the sky flashes, the great sea yearns,
>>>> we ourselves flash and yearn,
>>>> and moreover my mother told me as a boy
>>>> (repeatingly) ‘Ever to confess you’re bored
>>>> means you have no
>>>>
>>>> Inner Resources.’ I conclude now I have no
>>>> inner resources, because I am heavy bored.
>>>> Peoples bore me,
>>>> literature bores me, especially great literature,
>>>> Henry bores me, with his plights & gripes
>>>> as bad as achilles,
>>>>
>>>> who loves people and valiant art, which bores me.
>>>> And the tranquil hills, & gin, look like a drag
>>>> and somehow a dog
>>>> has taken itself & its tail considerably away
>>>> into mountains or sea or sky, leaving
>>>> behind: me, wag.
>>>>
>>>> *John Berryman*
>>>>
>>>>
>>>> --
>>>> { ::: http://vizantor.chez.com
>>>> ::: http://www.amazon.fr/-/e/B00X62TXC0 }*

>>> Getting this thread back on topic ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

>> Good evening, again, great plan.

>>

> Good night, good read.... God bless.

Hello there my friend.

:)

On Sunday, January 31, 2016 at 10:47:10 AM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> On Sunday, January 31, 2016 at 8:11:48 AM UTC-5, Changes wrote:
> > On Sunday, January 31, 2016 at 6:43:54 AM UTC-5, VizantOr* wrote:
> >
> > > Life, friends, is boring. We must not say so.
> > > After all, the sky flashes, the great sea yearns,
> > > we ourselves flash and yearn,
> > > and moreover my mother told me as a boy
> > > (repeatingly) 'Ever to confess you're bored
> > > means you have no
> > >
> > > Inner Resources.' I conclude now I have no
> > > inner resources, because I am heavy bored.
> > > Peoples bore me,
> > > literature bores me, especially great literature,
> > > Henry bores me, with his plights & gripes
> > > as bad as achilles,
> > >
> > > who loves people and valiant art, which bores me.
> > > And the tranquil hills, & gin, look like a drag
> > > and somehow a dog
> > > has taken itself & its tail considerably away
> > > into mountains or sea or sky, leaving
> > > behind: me, wag.
> > >
> > > *John Berryman*
> > >
> > >
> > > --
> > > { ::: http://vizantor.chez.com
> > > ::: http://www.amazon.fr/-/e/B00X62TXC0 }*
> >
> > http://www.poetryfoundation.org/bio/john-berryman
> John Berryman has been a favorite of mine for a few years, after the excellent critic Rick Howe compared my poetry to his, back in 1989:
>
> http://alt.arts.poetry.comments.narkive.com/lwAUsChD/john-berryman-comparison
>
> This is interesting (to me, at least).
>
> I came across this nice quote about my poetry which I will use, that was really insightful and thus a good help.
>
> "In style and temperament, William Dockery's poetry is a little like that of John Berryman - cf., The Dream Songs. A basically sensitive but slightly discombobulated... self, in the way in which a poet like William Dockery understands it, is essentially a myth." -From William Dockery's New Poems (critique by Rick Howe) circa 1989
>
> https://groups.google.com/forum/embed/#!topic/alt.arts.poetry.comments/hCmeK1z1cj4
>
> About John Berryman, from Wikipedia:
>
> https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Berryman
>
> John Allyn Berryman (October 25, 1914 - January 7, 1972) was an American poet and scholar, born in McAlester, Oklahoma. He was a major figure in American poetry in the second half of the 20th century and was considered a key figure in the Confessional school of poetry, though when he was asked about being a confessional poet, he replied, "with rage and contempt." His best-known work is The Dream Songs.
>
> And... so it goes.

Good read

Will Dockery wrote:

> Faraway Star wrote:

>> VizantOr* wrote:
>>>
>>> Life, friends, is boring. We must not say so.
>>> After all, the sky flashes, the great sea yearns,
>>> we ourselves flash and yearn,
>>> and moreover my mother told me as a boy
>>> (repeatingly) ‘Ever to confess you’re bored
>>> means you have no
>>>
>>> Inner Resources.’ I conclude now I have no
>>> inner resources, because I am heavy bored.
>>> Peoples bore me,
>>> literature bores me, especially great literature,
>>> Henry bores me, with his plights & gripes
>>> as bad as achilles,
>>>
>>> who loves people and valiant art, which bores me.
>>> And the tranquil hills, & gin, look like a drag
>>> and somehow a dog
>>> has taken itself & its tail considerably away
>>> into mountains or sea or sky, leaving
>>> behind: me, wag.
>>>
>>> *John Berryman*
>>>
>>>
>>> --
>>> { ::: http://vizantor.chez.com
>>> ::: http://www.amazon.fr/-/e/B00X62TXC0 }*

>> Getting this thread back on topic ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

> Good evening, great idea.

> 😃

Hi there

Faraway Star wrote:

> VizantOr* wrote:
>>
>> Life, friends, is boring. We must not say so.
>> After all, the sky flashes, the great sea yearns,
>> we ourselves flash and yearn,
>> and moreover my mother told me as a boy
>> (repeatingly) ‘Ever to confess you’re bored
>> means you have no
>>
>> Inner Resources.’ I conclude now I have no
>> inner resources, because I am heavy bored.
>> Peoples bore me,
>> literature bores me, especially great literature,
>> Henry bores me, with his plights & gripes
>> as bad as achilles,
>>
>> who loves people and valiant art, which bores me.
>> And the tranquil hills, & gin, look like a drag
>> and somehow a dog
>> has taken itself & its tail considerably away
>> into mountains or sea or sky, leaving
>> behind: me, wag.
>>
>> *John Berryman*
>>
>>
>> --
>> { ::: http://vizantor.chez.com
>> ::: http://www.amazon.fr/-/e/B00X62TXC0 }*

> Getting this thread back on topic ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

Good idea.

😏