gri_2003_m_46_b03_f03_016
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Transcribers
- 65774253 - edobson2
- 65837765 - xuelee
- 65914094 - altheist
- 65949742 - Astrolunos
- 65960473 - pleiades33
- WINNER - 65997898 - j_l_alfred
65774253 - edobson2
28-3-50 Blackheath Tuesday Dearest Sylvia,I hope you are well and strong. Your letters shame mine on this occasion. I shall try and make it up a little in this one.
Fancy your reading the Cocktail Party so quickly and so very promptly. I do not think the most modern cat could do more. How dare you complain in future of being out-of-touch or not up-to-date. Must you read it, again? That seems very determined of you.
After reading some Joyce I want to ring some changes on the title of TSE's play: for example, The Cocktail Poortea, or Kicktail Plenty, or Cookedall Partings.
Joyce review goes, I am sorry to say, very slowly: I am still blundering about with numerous fragments I have writeen. It is not yet a coherent review. I have found it very hard to concentrate: I have, to use your phrase, 'contemplated' Hogarth, but that is all. It is a slack uncreative lion at the moment. However, here are two poems, though I am not confident of them: All sugar of a smile
The window of desire
Open to vivid carpets
Of flowered odalisques
All sugar in a mouth
My vivid feline city
Where spoons of clocktowers taste
The pleasures of a room
All sugar of the night Stars scattered through trees
My overdressed nude
Discard your habits of fear.
No, I revoke my my judgement above. Typing this poem, written a day or two ago, I am quite pleased with it. Here is the other:
The rhetoric of waterfalls and empires,
Elaborate as Bacchus' Indian sunrise,
Large statements of the weather and of progress,
Loving repetition of heraldic certainties,
Obscure the shades of meaning indirection
65837765 - xuelee
[28-3-50]Blackheath
Dearest Sylvia
I hope you are well and strong. I shall try and make it up a little in this one.
Fancy your reading the Cocktail Party so quickly and so very promptly. I do not think the most modern cat could do more. How dare you complain in future of being out-of-touch or not up-to-date. Must you read it, again? That seems very de-termined of you.
After reading some Joyce I want to ring some changes on the title of TSE's play: for example, The Cocktall Poortea, or Kicktail Plenty, or Cookedall Partings.
Joyce review goes, I am sorry to say, very slowly: I am still blundering about with numerous fragments I have written. It is not yet a coherent review. I have found it very hard to concentrate: I have, to use your phrase, 'contemplated' Ho-garth, but that is all. It is a slack uncreative lion at the moment. However, here are two poems, though I am not confident of them:
All sugar of a smile
The window of desire
Open to vivid carpets
Of flowered odalisques
All sugar in a mouth
My vivid feline city
Where spoons of clocktowers taste
The pleasures of a room
All sugar of the night
Stars scattered through trees
My overdressed nude
Discard your habits of fear.
No, I revoke my judgement above. Typing this poem, written a day or two ago, I am quite pleased with it. Here is the other:
The rhetoric of waterfalls and empires,
Elaborate as Bacchus' Indian sunrise,
Large statements of the weather and of progress,
Loving repetition of heraldic certainties,
Obscure the shadows of meaning indirection
shades
65914094 - altheist
28-3-50Blackheath
Tuesday
Dearest Sylvia,
I hope you are well and strong. Your letters shame mine on this occasion. I shall try and make it up a little in this one.
Fancy your reading the Cocktail Party so quickly and so very promptly. I do not think the most modern cat could do more. How dare you complain in future of being out-o-touch or not up-to-date. Must you read it, again? That seems very determined of you.
After reading some Joyce I want to ring some changes on the titles of TSE's play: for example, The Cocktail Poortea, or Kicktail Plenty, or Cookedall Partings.
Joyce review goes, I am sorry to say, very slowly: I am still blundering about with numerous fragments I have written. It is not yet a coherent review. I have found it very hard to concentrate: I have, to use your phrase, "contemplated" Hogarth, but that is all. It is a slack uncreative lion at the moment. However, here are two poems, though I am not confident of them:
All sugar of a smile
The window of desire
Open to vidid carpets
Of flowered odalisques
All sugar in a mouth
My vivid feline city
Where spoons of clocktowers taste
The pleasures of a room
All sugar of the night
Stars scattered through trees
My overdressed nude
Discard your habits of fear.
No, I revoke my judgment above. Typing this poem, written a day or two day, I am quite pleased with it. Here is the other:
The rhetoric of waterfalls and empires,
Elaborate as Bacchus' Indian sunrise,
Large statements of the weather and of progress,
Loving repetition of heraldic certainties,
Obscure the shades of meaning indirection
65949742 - Astrolunos
Blackheath [28-3-50]Tuesday
Dearest Sylvia
I hope you are well and strong. Your letters shame mine on this occasion. I shall try and make it up a little in this one.
Fancy your reading the Cocktail Party so quickly and so very promptly. I do not think the most modern cat could do more. How dare you complain in future of being out-of-touch or not up-to-date. Must you read it, again? That seems very de-
termined of you.
After reading some Joyce I went to ring some changes on the title of TSE's play: for example, The Cocktail Poortea, or Kicktail Plenty, or Cookedall Partings.
Joyce review goes, I am sorry to say, very slowly: I am still blundering about with numerous fragments I have written. It is not yet a coherent review. I have found it very hard to concentrate: I have, to use your phrase, 'contemplated' Ho-
garth, but that is all. It is a slack uncreative lion at the moment. However, here are two poems, though I am not confident of them:
Al sugar of a smile
The window of desire
Open to vivid carpets
Of flowered odalisques
All sugar in a mouth
My vivid feline city
Where spoons of clocktowers taste
The pleasures of a room
All sugar of the night
Stars scattered through trees
My overdressed nude
Discard your habits of fear.
No, I revoke my judgment above. Tying this poem, written a day or two ago, I am quite pleased with it. Here is the other:
The rhetoric of waterfalls and empires,
Elaborate as Bacchus' Indian sunrise,
Large statements of the weather and of progress,
Loving repetition of heraldic certainties,
Obscure the shades of meaning indirection
65960473 - pleiades33
[28-3-50]Blackheath
Tuesday
Dearest Sylvia
I hope you are well and strong. Your letters shame mine on this occasion. I shall try and make it up a little in this one.
Fancy your reading the Cocktail Party so quickly and so very promptly. I do not think the most modern cat could do more. How dare you complain in future of being out-of-touch or not up-to-date. Must you read it, again? That seems very determined of you.
After reading some Joyce I want to ring some changes on the title of TSE's play: for example, The Cocktail Poortea, or Kicktail Plenty, or Cookedall Partings.
Joyce review goes, I am sorry to say, very slowly: I am still blundering about with numerous fragments I have written. It is not yet a coherent review. I have found it very hard to concentrate: I have, to use your phrase, 'contemplated' Hogarth, but that is all. It is a slack uncreative lion at the moment. However, here are two poems, though I am not confident of them:
All sugar of a smile
The window of desire
Open to vivid carpets
Of flowered odalisques
All sugar in a mouth
My vivid feline city
Where spoons of clocktowers taste
The pleasures of a room
All sugar of the night
Stars scattered through trees
My overdressed nude
Discard your habits of fear.
No, I revoke my judgement above. Typing this poem, written a day or two ago, I am quite pleased with it. Here is the other:
The rhetoric of waterfalls and empires,
Elaborate as Bacchus' Indian sunrise,
Large statements of the weather and of progress,
Loving repetition of heraldic certainties,
Obscure the shades of meaning indirection
WINNER - 65997898 - j_l_alfred
Blackheath [28-3-50]Tuesday
Dearest Sylvia
I hope you are well and strong. Your letters shame mine on
this occasion. I shall try and make it up a little in this
one
Fancy your reading the Cocktail Party so quickly and so very
promptly. I do not think the most modern cat could do more.
How dare you complain in future of being out-of-touch or not
up-to-date. Must you read it, again? That seems very de-
termined of you.
After reading some Joyce I want to ring some changes on the
title of TSE's play: for example, The Cocktail Poortea, or
Kicktail Plenty, or Cookedall Partings.
Joyce review goes, I am sorry to say, very slowly: I am still
blundering about with numerous fragments I have written.
It is not yet a coherent review. I have found it very hard to
concentrate: I have, to use your phrase, 'contemplated' Ho-
Garth, but that is all. It is a slack uncreative lion at
the moment. However, here are two poems, though I am not
confident of them:
All sugar of a smile
The window of desire
Open to vivid carpets
Of flowered odalisques
All sugar in a mouth
My vivid feline city
Where spoons of clocktowers taste
The pleasures of a room
All sugar of the night
Stars scattered through trees
My overdressed nude
Discard your habits of fear.
No, I revoke my judgement above. Typing this poem, written a
day or two ago, I am quite pleased with it. Here is the other:
The rhetoric of waterfalls and empires,
Elaborate as Bacchus' Indian sunrise,
Large statements of the weather and of progress,
Loving repetition of heraldic certainties,
Obscure the shades of meaning indirection.