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Thought for the Day Thought For The Day

There is no greatness where there is not simplicity, goodness and truth.

Leo Tolstoy

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Proofs

Death will not correct
a single line of verse
she is no proof-reader
she is no sympathetic
lady editor

a bad metaphor is immortal

a shoddy poet who has died
is a shoddy dead poet

a bore bores after death
a fool keeps up his foolish chatter
from beyond the grave.


Tadeusz Rózewicz


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Detail

I was watching a robin fly after a finch – the smaller bird
chirping with excitement, the bigger, its breast blazing, silent
in light-winged earnest chase – when, out of nowhere
over the chimneys and the shivering front gardens,
flashes a sparrowhawk headlong a light brown burn
scorching the air from which it simply plucks
like a ripe fruit the stopped robin, whose two or three
cheeps of terminal surprise twinkle in the silence
closing over the empty street when the birds have gone
about their own business, and I began to understand
how a poem can happen: you have your eye on a small
elusive detail, pursuing its music, when a terrible truth
strikes and your heart cries out, being carried off.

 
Proofs

Death will not correct
a single line of verse
she is no proof-reader
she is no sympathetic
lady editor

a bad metaphor is immortal

a shoddy poet who has died
is a shoddy dead poet

a bore bores after death
a fool keeps up his foolish chatter
from beyond the grave.


Tadeusz Rózewicz


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Gosh, he looks exactly like my dear departed Granddad. Gave me quite a turn, I had no idea Faffa dabbled in poetry on the side.
 
The perfect detective story cannot be written. The type of mind which can evolve the perfect problem is not the type of mind that can produce the artistic job of writing.

Raymond Chandler

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Never thought I'd disagree with Raymond Chandler. He's one of my favourite, favourite authors. Love his writing. And LOVE Philip Marlowe. Perfect detective, perfect detective stories (ok I'm biased :) )
 
Great quote, but I can't get past the tache. I want to rev him up and take him for a spin.
Great tea-strainer, for sure. Wyatt was a hell of a man, living life on both sides of the law, including being a brothel keeper and a corrupt boxing referee open to bribes. He took his time when gunfighting, which is why I thought the quote was appropriate for writing. No point is firing six shots quickly, that all miss their target, when one carefully-place shot hits the mark!
 
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