Laynie Browne is the author of nine collections of poetry and two novels.
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She has an essay on Sylvia Plath as well. A dedicated gardener and environmentalist, she is currently collaborating on a documentary about the drought in northeastern New Mexico. She lives in Taos, New Mexico. Forugh Farrokhzad is arguably one of the most significant Iranian poets of the twentieth century.
Born in , she was a poet of great audacity and extraordinary talent. Her poetry was the poetry of protest— protest through revelation— revelation of the innermost world of women considered taboo until then.
She is one of the beloved modern poets of Iran who died in a car crash at He teaches poetry at Indiana University, Bloomington. She received a Fulbright Fellowship to teach poetry writing in India. This year she was nominated for a Pushcart Prize, and named one of two runners up by Mark Doty for the Sunken Garden chapbook contest.
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She teaches poetry at Tufts. He now does volunteer work for Eckankar and serves as a search-and-rescue pilot for Civil Air Patrol. CASSIO Ay, but, lady, That policy may either last so long, Or feed upon such nice and waterish diet, Or breed itself so out of circumstance, That, I being absent and my place supplied, My general will forget my love and service.
DESDEMONA Do not doubt that; before Emilia here I give thee warrant of thy place: assure thee, If I do vow a friendship, I'll perform it To the last article: my lord shall never rest; I'll watch him tame and talk him out of patience; His bed shall seem a school, his board a shrift; I'll intermingle every thing he does With Cassio's suit: therefore be merry, Cassio; For thy solicitor shall rather die Than give thy cause away. Clown I dare not say he lies any where. Clown He's a soldier, and for one to say a soldier lies, is stabbing. Clown To tell you where he lodges, is to tell you where I lie.
Clown I know not where he lodges, and for me to devise a lodging and say he lies here or he lies there, were to lie in mine own throat. Clown I will catechise the world for him; that is, make questions, and by them answer.
Clown To do this is within the compass of man's wit: and therefore I will attempt the doing it. It is hypocrisy against the devil: They that mean virtuously, and yet do so, The devil their virtue tempts, and they tempt heaven. Thou said'st, it comes o'er my memory, As doth the raven o'er the infected house, Boding to all--he had my handkerchief. IAGO Ay, what of that?
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Or heard him say,--as knaves be such abroad, Who having, by their own importunate suit, Or voluntary dotage of some mistress, Convinced or supplied them, cannot choose But they must blab-- OTHELLO Hath he said any thing? IAGO With her, on her; what you will. We say lie on her, when they belie her. Lie with her! Nature would not invest herself in such shadowing passion without some instruction. It is not words that shake me thus. Noses, ears, and lips.
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If any wretch have put this in your head, Let heaven requite it with the serpent's curse! For, if she be not honest, chaste, and true, There's no man happy; the purest of their wives Is foul as slander. Ill buy it. I've paid for Elliot. Now, let's talk trashy. It is the case that I am saying this unapologetically.
Eliot, Smelliot. He could have been cured with a little black basketball sized caviar. Just sayin'. Is it turned up tape which draws me to a plethora grammar of names, so many names not the least of which is Breton. Breton becomes the most mentioned with also the greatest variety of prepositional treatment as in Breton after Breton about Breton above Breton along Breton among Breton around Breton at which is a shame because of the agentless verbs that leak in everywhere.
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If I wrote the personal I would say that I am not blind. All that, and taste. Too bad. Such a good of the personal.
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