Tuesday, September 15, 2009

The Life and Death of A Ceiling Fan

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6 comments:

  1. The strange and almost unreal structure of this poem is intriguing. Nice work!

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  2. Love it, so far your writing has been been creative and humourous, good job

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  3. Hello, my name is Laura Hefele and I am Dr. Russo's graduate assistant. I will commenting on your blog from time to time.

    Matt, you are already showing a great deal of creativity. It seems that you just "get" what the meaning of this blog really is. I enjoy your blog and look forward to a semester full of great stuff from you.

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  4. Simplistic and funny, thats all I can say. It's simple and it made me laugh.

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  5. Another really wonderful piece of poetry. When I see you I want to know if the spacing between the lines has been done with exact calculations.

    +3

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  6. well I'm glad you all enjoyed it. yeah Mike actually they were calculated quite carefully, it took me longer to perfect the spacing format for the timing of each line than to actually write out and think of the poem, as HARD as that is to believe I'm sure haha

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