tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954130354262793169.post6900218124670836494..comments2024-03-11T20:39:46.221+02:00Comments on vazambam: Artificevazambam (Vassilis Zambaras)http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515165428574974933noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954130354262793169.post-47121680036269973782013-05-03T20:23:35.709+03:002013-05-03T20:23:35.709+03:00When I first read your comment, I thought it said ...When I first read your comment, I thought it said “clichéd by the telling terminal rhyme” and thought haha, Tom really got me where it hurt. <br /><br />So let the muse amuse herself and fire away--it looks like I’m the guilty one!vazambam (Vassilis Zambaras)https://www.blogger.com/profile/14515165428574974933noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954130354262793169.post-45290728503028774052013-05-02T14:46:09.945+03:002013-05-02T14:46:09.945+03:00Love the way this is clinch'd by the telling t...Love the way this is clinch'd by the telling terminal rhyme.<br /><br />(Closure may be said to be artificial, but don't tell the dead that what's happened to them was somehow unnatural.)<br /><br />Imagining the deaf-mute Muse with a quiver of thunderbolts at the ready, preparing to strike down the uninspired... gratuitously, arbitrarily, and with great glee.<br /><br />Outis? she asks wordlessly.<br /><br />And back comes the anvil chorus: "Who, me?" TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.com