Month: November 2006

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In flanders feild

In Flanders Fields In Flanders fields the poppies blowBetween the crosses, row on row,That mark our place; and in the skyThe larks, still bravely singing, flyScarce heard amid the guns below.We are the Dead. Short days agoWe lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,Loved, and were loved, and now we lieIn Flanders fields.Take up our quarrel […]

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11 11 11

Flounders Feilds In Flanders fields the poppies blowBetween the crosses, row on row,That mark our place; and in the skyThe larks, still bravely singing, flyScarce heard amid the guns below.We are the Dead. Short days agoWe lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,Loved, and were loved, and now we lieIn Flanders fields.Take up our quarrel with […]

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The Eleventh Hour

In canada, .November 11th is Remembrance Dayand back home, on the eleventh day of november-the eleventh month..everyone wears a felt poppie, pinned on their clothes -and at eleven eleven am, ┬áthere is a national moment of silence ( eleven minutes)and then, to honour soldiers from ww1 (all wars , i think now). this poem is […]

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David Lynch and me

Whilst driving home earlier today, i receive a text saying ” i just drove past david Lynch , sitting on hollywood and LA brea, with a cow.. he was just sitting there.. I cant believe i didn’t stop and take a picture. I don’t think anyone knew who he was or what was going on..Fuck!” […]

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