"Do you have any idea how hard it is to rhyme "decomposing" in English?"
"Caliphs that trembled midst the splendid pomp" --Voltaire's Zaïre (tr W F Fleming, in: Seven Plays by Voltaire, 1988)
In another life, i would be: a contemporary painter, in the space art style of the 50s & 60s, of imaginary space probes & robot landers.
"The Loss of the Circumflex"
acorn sculpture · porn groan
snapdragon · tsarist octave
tubular · slope
spelunker at mundungus · crystal
be sport · go bravely
and again try · for raging angst
as indigo fallout · spools
adjunct bricolage · sail agonist lorn
"To stir the wits, to make ink flow in floods and the pen acrobatic, there is nothing like solitude. No one not in the business can understand how populous it is. No one not in the trade can understand how loquacious its phantoms become. They have their defects. They poison you for the realities of life. None the less, to be worth his syndicate an author must evoke them. He must play with hallucinations as Mithridates did with drugs. But he must play alone." --The Pomps of Satan
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