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Directing ‘West Side Story”s George Chakiris 2008-06-24 11:25:50 Of course, everyone discovered George
Chakiris in “West Side
Story” in which he received the academy award for Best Supporting Actor. Rita Moreno says of George, “There are only two elegant dancers I can think of, Fred Astair and George.” I had not thought of him to play the part of a Puerto Rican loan [...]
Striking Out: An Online Serial Comedy 2008-06-23 09:09:50 Writers and Readers,
Hello! Like many of you out there, I am a writer struggling to get my name and work out into the world. One method I’ve devised to this end is to freely present my work online.
I invite you to visit strikingout-story.blogspot.com to read my serial novella, Striking
Out. The story is about a [...]
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, Serial
Her Wake Up Call 2008-06-22 19:06:41 Upon her nightstand,
Just in case,
The speed of night,
Quickens pace.
I keep it well,
Upon her mark,
I time a life,
Controlled by dark.
And when the moon,
Calls her in,
He rises, glows,
A Cheshire grin.
So as I light,
She lies to sleep,
She’s controlled by time,
Controlled by a “beep”.
The Man Who Saved Christmas 2008-07-10 10:16:46 Christmas - only days away; plastic snowmen and glowing reindeer adorn the lawns of neighborhoods all across America. All is calm, all is bright, and yet there is something tragically wrong about this Christmas night.With swift passage through Congress, the Anti-Intolerance legislation was signed into law prohibiting the public display of religious symbols. The traditional [...]
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Warrior Of Light: The two drops of oil 2008-07-09 13:12:48 Standing above the little town of Tarifa is an old fort built by the Moors. I remember sitting here with my wife, Christina, in 1982, and for the first time looking at a continent from across a narrow stretch of water: Africa. At that time I could not dream that such a lazy moment in [...]
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Dinner? by Milou 2008-07-07 21:17:23 Dear Ms. Spider….
I cannot come and dine tonight
You see, I don’t have very good sight
Along with that I cannot choose
Which shoes and clothes that I should use
That’s not all, I have a cold
And all my bones feel cranky and old
So you see it’s not the day
Why don’t we dine on Saturday?
Sincerely replied,
The Fly
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Running Back 2008-07-06 11:33:25 “Faster! Faster!” I am not amused at this comment from the peanut gallery, the barked encouragement of a disheveled gentleman picking through a recycling bin. Who cares if I get any faster? I took up running again to exorcise my demons, to clear my mind. It’s meditation with an elevated heart rate. I need to [...]
“Being Alone” by Katalyn Louis Parks 2008-07-06 09:32:48 Alone.
Love dwindles in the mist,
That issues from a broken heart.
A sense of loss and being lost,
Although never are we apart.
Vague senses of home and warmth,
But security in knowing you’re lost,
As love mightn’t find you again,
At least not at your cost.
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, Parks
Chronicles of the HEdge 2008-07-05 09:35:02 Approaching the eve of the third millennium, there was great anticipation for the future of mankind. Optimism flourished, humanity teetered on the edge of the old order, ready to explode into the new. Slowly, however, the darker side of human nature once again manifested itself. The quest for power became paramount to [...]
Crosses 2008-07-03 19:15:53 Here, beneath summer showers,
Where lilac’s scent and thoughts
Hang heavy, he gathers memories
Of the not so distant past –
Faces, places, voices
He wishes he had long
Ago forgotten.
Yet, they drone on –
Like the beat of a drummer
In a marching band,
Continually tapping the same
Monotonous rhythm with each
Step he takes.
He ponders choices –
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Beloved Land….. 2008-06-28 08:34:39 Beloved Land…..
The time is here, the time is now,
to rejoice in prayer for our beloved land.
Birthing an idea, not time to recompense,
a place of freedom, no lines in the sand.
An unheard of ideology many dared to wonder,
if this great land [...]
“The Judgers and The Judges” - A short story by Katalyn Louis Parks 2008-07-24 15:11:14 There are many stories to be told, that have been told and that are yet to be told. But this is a story
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about people. Real people. However nothing you read here should surprise you as I trust each of you has a conscience. A sound mind that can profit your [...]
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, Parks
The Little-Known Muscle 2008-07-22 11:28:18 A new short story about my recent adventure searching for the Machine of Destiny, with which one can exercise a secret muscle on the human body that enables a man (or woman) to have whatever he (or she) dreams.
You will find it HERE. Enjoy.
-Matt
The Immigrants’ Daughter by Mary Terzian 2008-07-20 12:12:13 “Where do you come from?” asks the teacher of the adult class in Leopoldville, where I am registered for a course in Lingala. I hesitate.
It is a simple query that puts me in a quandary. Should I state my origins, nationality or citizenship?
“From my mother’s womb,” I want to tell him in short, but resist [...]
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Conceived 2008-07-16 13:25:25 Thoughts and images
In mutual attraction
Move closer to
One another;
Electricity flares
As they seek
Deep embrace;
Energy writhes
While nape of
An “S”’s neck
Is cooled by the
Breath of an “h” -
“Shhhh”….
Can you hear the
Beads of apostrophes
Drip on white sheets?
Can you feel the
Pure bliss
As climactic waves
Of fluid expression
Fertilize ideas?
“Ahhhh”…
All
Torrid Fates 2008-07-15 11:47:20 i’ll fold the sea.
and beneath its madness wing
refuge of you. and to me
what scent you sing
will set us living free.
such face, my lover,
of your likeness
within oldest fire
posing as the torrid Fates,
without soft touch and of true word.
drying off brightly the salt of young.
into what holy fold
dost my fingers probe?
from whence this total cold?
not yet, no, [...]
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Writing While You Sleep: Harnessing Your Subconscious 2008-07-11 06:13:01 Nearly every writer I know (myself included) prefers the aftermath of writing—having written—to the actual act of writing itself. And every writer I know would pay dearly to find a way to make the tyranny of facing the blank screen more bearable. Well, there is a way, and it’s as simple as falling [...]
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we live together 2008-07-10 17:34:41 We live together
-
you and i. a tiny
level spoon of roots
and infinitesimal rheumatoid.
in a house divinely dusty,
lit by terrifying blue sun.
“do not fear!”
“do not fear!”
Tonight looked as the Miramar did 2008-08-08 15:20:28 Tonight looked as the Miramar did
Reading through the rages which twilight hid
Twinge of white and red bound together easy for sight
In that steam night of Miramar’s light.
Arabesques and arches resounding Caesar’s ring
In lands unimaginable by both Moor and King.
Wherefore is wood and wherefore the ardour
In this land of men rapt by endless [...]
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“Dreaming” - A Poem by Katalyn Louis Parks 2008-08-04 22:27:01 I’m tired of this daydream,
And I’m ready for the world,
So as I opened my eyes,
Everything unfurled,
The water was wet,
And the winters cold,
And the things from my dreams,
Were only stories told.
The world is the night,
And my dreams the day,
Sleeping with open eyes,
And everything looks grey.
But he works as my caffeine,
Keeping me alert,
He can make me wake [...]
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, Louis
, Parks
Judge, not Judge-? 2008-08-04 15:06:11 Ladies and gentleman. a prosecutor shuddered,
Fingering his rep tie and silk-wool vest,.
The girl murdered her mother. Her mother!
The least you can do is put her to death.
Evidence shows a single shot to the head
Killed the victim instantly. Pow!!
The accused and her sibling may not have been fed,
But that is not at issue. [...]
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A Blanket Of White (poetic-prose) 2008-08-02 19:30:30 Is it naïve to believe that beauty
Might last forever; that sapience
Could reign supreme; that life might
Blossom in gloriously unending colors?
LONGING for that special day to arrive -
IMPASSIONED when at last it does -
RHAPSODIC at times in our pursuits of the intangible …
Beguiled inexorably in times
Continuity; our lives ebb and flow to
Invisible forces around us, while [...]
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, White
Straddling Between Two Worlds 2008-07-31 14:10:32 A few months after I took my first unassisted steps, my father’s unending desire to escape the shackles that imprisoned his body, mind and soul forced him to abandon his homeland in search of freedom.
My story is no different than the stories told by other immigrant daughters who find themselves straddling between two worlds, the [...]
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, Worlds
Ultimately 2008-07-31 14:10:19 A thought…
Playing itself
out in his mind…
Like a small ball
continually bounced
back and forth.
He tired to erase it…
But it seemed the harder he tried,
the stronger the thought became.
It had exhausted him for days…
Rendered him
sleepless…Left him
with a an ache
in the pit of his stomach.
Why was it that this
one action
was so difficult?
He was a [...]
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“Infinite Universe” 2008-07-30 22:25:48 Infinite Universe
….
Demands of the day have halted to a hush,
all is quiet now, the hour is late.
Time to think, to clear out the mind,
a chance to make sense of all on the plate.
Take a walk outside, feel the sand at my feet,
glowing moon is overhead hiding in clouds.
Ocean water lapping a slow and steady rhythm,
while [...]
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At the End of Williamson Road 2008-07-30 22:24:15 “The summer wind, came blowin’ in from across the sea;
It lingered there, so warm and fair - to walk with me…”
~ Frank Sinatra
We’ll find you there
Entranced by
Sirens’ song
Standing at your
Open window
In gull-blue house
At end of
Williamson
Road;
I’ll be wearing a tiara
Made of Hydrangea vine
Carrying my
Dog-eared copy of Keats,
A bouquet of wild notions,
And a bottle of wine
Wra
Warrior Of Light : Why women believe that we love them 2008-07-26 17:56:35 In this case the title of the newsletter is not right. Since in the previous Warrior
of Light Online I said refused to write about the reasons why men love woman (I would be considered a male chauvinist South-American writer who despises the liberation movement of the opposite sex), a reader called Julia decided to [...]
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“A Poem For Him” by Katalyn Louis Parks 2008-07-25 09:35:06 This is a poem for Him.
The one I wake up for,
Who the sun shines for,
Always leaves me wanting more.
Every word from His lips,
It oozes golden and it drips,
From my shoulders to fingertips,
He who has my heart in grips.
Every curve of His smile,
Shudders through my heart awhile,
He has powers to beguile,
He has powers to make [...]
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, Parks
Warrior Of Light Issue nº 179 - The first cardinal virtue: Faith 2008-08-20 23:50:43 First we spoke in this space of the seven capital sins. The series enjoyed a wide repercussion among readers, which made me very happy. But what about the seven cardinal virtues?
The sins come before the virtues. As a wise man said, he who has not sinned has no merit in his virtue – because he [...]
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, Warrior
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