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New Delhi, Jun 2 (PTI) Come November and Kerala could play host to the likes of Salman Rushdie, Zadie Smith, Sting or even Bill Clinton at the Hay Literature festival scheduled to
Got a terrific little surprise in the mail yesterday: John Beck's "2010 World Cup Survival Guide," an extremely informative, 82-page book that literally fits into your back pocke
Renowned travel writer Tim Cahill just wrapped up a semester-long teaching stint at San Jose State University. Although he's lived
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NEW YORK — Sotheby's is to auction an impressive collection of modern art amassed by Lehman Brothers, the US finance firm that collapsed in September 2008, precipitating the financial crisi
"Priceless: How I Went Undercover to Rescue the World's Stolen Treasures" (Crown, 336 pages, $25), by Robert K. Wittman with John Shiffman: In this stunning autobiography, former FBI undercover a
TORONTO Karen Solie was named the Canadian winner of the Griffin Poetry Prize at a gala ceremony in Toronto on Thursday night, eight years after first being nominated for the country's most prest
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Starting to feel invincible,picked up a new car at the local lot,headed out to the bar to celebrate,had a few drinks,setup as bait by the local pd,pulled out the lot to be decisphored,making a quick t
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Let America be America again.Let it be the dream it used to be.Let it be the pioneer on the plainSeeking a home where he himself is free.(America never was America to me.)Let America be the dream the
Music, when soft voices die,Vibrates in the memory --Odours, when sweet violets sicken,Live within the sense they quicken.Rose leaves, when the rose is dead,Are heaped for the beloved's bed;And so thy
Take this kiss upon the brow!And, in parting from you now,Thus much let me avow--You are not wrong, who deemThat my days have been a dream;Yet if hope has flown awayIn a night, or in a day,In a vision
Out through the fields and the woodsAnd over the walls I have wended;I have climbed the hills of viewAnd looked at the world and descended;I have come by the highway home,And lo, it is ended.The leave
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. "Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch
I went to the club late on Christmas Eve, There was a party like you wouldn't believe; The beer was flowin', the place was loud, A man could get lost just workin' the crowd;
I was on my
There's a Polar BearIn our Frigidaire--He likes it 'cause it's cold in there.With his seat in the meatAnd his face in the fishAnd his big hairy pawsIn the buttery dish,He's nibbling the noodles,He's
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poetry community, poetryLong walks at night-- that's what good for the soul: peeking into windows watching tired housewives trying to fight off their beer-maddened husbands.
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.
By Charles Bukowski
Sundays too my father got up earlyAnd put his clothes on in the blueback cold,then with cracked hands that achedfrom labor in the weekday weather madebanked fires blaze. No one ever thanked him.I'd wa
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