Blogs about: Vanishing Trees And Other Disappearing Acts
I coulda had class. I coulda been a contender.
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zeldafitzgerald wrote 1 year ago: Dearest, Most Fashionable Reader: this poemlogue will be woefully short. Before constructing the poe … more →
Even from a Distance, Vivienne Loves You
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viviennehaighwood wrote 1 year ago: Here is both a covenant and a confession: Vivienne loves you. And Vivienne loves OuLiPo. Vivienne … more →
After the fall from innocence, the legend begins. . .
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zeldafitzgerald wrote 1 year ago: Dearest Reader: I do believe I have let it be known that I am quite obsessed with the Most Fashionab … more →
Because Zelda Hearts The Neverending Story
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zeldafitzgerald wrote 1 year ago: Zelda regrets that she cannot even begin to write a poemlogue even a tenth as fashionable as the Mos … more →
I say it in a whisper, I say it as a prayer. LOWENSTEIN! LOWENSTEIN!
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zeldafitzgerald wrote 1 year ago: The composing of Zelda’s poemlogue was interrupted this evening by a most fashionable phone call. Th … more →
Edna St. Vincent's Snakepit
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viviennehaighwood wrote 1 year ago: Okay, here’s one thing you need to know about Vivienne: Vivienne is a liar. A liar! But only w … more →
Fashion Poem Prompt / Poem Prompt of Fashion -- Prompt Five
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zeldafitzgerald wrote 1 year ago: The following Poem Prompt of Fashion should give you, Dear Reader, another clue as to what The Hyaci … more →
And we’ll steal the light of the world!
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zeldafitzgerald wrote 1 year ago: It is late, late, late. It is very, very late, and the Very Bad Band across the street is playing a … more →
We're gonna rise above. We gotta smash it up.
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zeldafitzgerald wrote 1 year ago: Dear Reader: Zelda is tired today. Zelda is weary, for Zelda had a mini-breakdown today in the middl … more →
And I cry and no one can hear.
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zeldafitzgerald wrote 1 year ago: Most fashionable readers! The weekend looms, and I must retire soon to prepare for it. A brief poeml … more →
She walks over me.
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zeldafitzgerald wrote 1 year ago: My Dearest Readers: tonight, I shall take you back in time. Join me as I visit my old elementary sch … more →
I don't do the dishes; I throw them in the crib.
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zeldafitzgerald wrote 1 year ago: I could tell you, Dear Reader, that my parents were Very Cool Parents during my childhood. I could t … more →
And the sun goes down. I walk into the waves.
zeldafitzgerald wrote 1 year ago: My Dearest Reader: this introduction shall be woefully short, as I am away for the weekend and am us … more →
In the dead of winter, dead of night.
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zeldafitzgerald wrote 1 year ago: Whenever I’m down — whenever I’m feeling unfashionable (though I know I hide it well, kicking … more →
When the water is too deep, you can close your eyes and really sleep tonight.
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zeldafitzgerald wrote 1 year ago: Hopefully I will come up with a title for the poem below while writing this poemlogue, if I may borr … more →
Because Public Shame Is Occaisionally A Necessity
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viviennehaighwood wrote 1 year ago: Dear reader, in order to properly poemlogue this poem, I have to make a shocking and shameful confes … more →
There is no power, my pretty power.
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zeldafitzgerald wrote 1 year ago: I will admit that I have gone outside approximately five times in the past half hour to smoke a ciga … more →
And the Sky Was Made of Amethyst
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zeldafitzgerald wrote 1 year ago: Dear Reader: on my refrigerator, amidst the magnets advertising various non-addictive prescription p … more →
But Sometimes He Comes to Me.
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zeldafitzgerald wrote 1 year ago: Oh, this poem(draft) needs a preface. And the preface shall begin with Zelda speaking in the third p … more →
