tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016693.post115142374522938517..comments2023-11-03T03:24:32.662-05:00Comments on typings of AndR, k.s.c.: the bulbs (and their raspberry sonnets)Andrew Aaron Heathwaitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13957741864754144273noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016693.post-1151604168858609772006-06-29T13:02:00.000-05:002006-06-29T13:02:00.000-05:00we should have all gone to the bus terminal to wri...we should have all gone to the bus terminal to write poems.<BR/><BR/>they are brilliance.<BR/>you have brilliant.<BR/>brillo of having you doings them.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016693.post-1151526861769176942006-06-28T15:34:00.000-05:002006-06-28T15:34:00.000-05:00I think this is the best one. You lovingly dissect...I think this is the best one. You lovingly dissect morphologies like a senile linguist, and throw standard syntactical considerations into the wind (who knew sonnet was a verb?). I just wanted to let you know I was working on something totally unrelated to anything else, and before I knew it, "fly this kite" was singing its way through my head. It's been stuck in my mental powerlines for the last hour or so. Thank you for the beautiful music.Kylehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16969956393774965833noreply@blogger.com