Saturday, May 14, 2011

Muse according to Google

Recovering, browsing.

The lie, as a virtue, a principle, is eternal; the lie, as a recreation, a solace, a refuge in time of need, the fourth Grace, the tenth Muse, man's best and surest friend is immortal” Twain

“Drive a nail home and clinch it so faithfully that you can wake up in the night and think of your work with satisfaction,- a work at which you would not be ashamed to invoke the Muse”


Skiing on Parnassus--the billboard

It is Greece, after all, and I have drunk from their spring, which has been provided with taps for the thirsty tourist poets. I lined up with the students and I took my swig. Too easy, the expensive parkas of Europe schussing down the body of myth

the Muse of course fixates on that odd word "skiing," those two 'i's so wrong and inecapable. Ski-ing. Parnassus won't do, a word with unbearable baggage. --me

"The Earth would die if the sun stopped kissing her."


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