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Post by MoonyLuna on Jan 5, 2009 11:37:44 GMT -5
Lobster Gerard de Nerval, Parisian poet and author, had a pet lobster which he led through the streets of Paris on a leash. Ripley's Believe It or Not!
It was eighteen fifty. Clac-Clac was his name, a pale salmon color, and dusty from crossing the city the way the city was then.
Every night his master ate him and went for another, whom he named Clac-Clac again.
"Even a lobster with his carapace can't stand more than one turn around this stinking circus," Nerval said with bitterness,
rigging himself and his lobster up for today's appearance.
Lady's Wrist Watch found by Mrs Jean Last in a sealed can of pears. Hollesly, England, March, 1959 Ripley's Believe It or Not!
When they are there, I eat pears, says Mrs Last, who likes pears best among the tinned fruits. Friends and family abuse me mercilessly for my partiality to pears, finding them innocuous and vaguely gritty, but I like to keep them on hand in case of emergency (such as the family one day all packing off to the City, leaving me here in Hollesly, thrown, as it were, to the wolves, which, should it ever occur, would be toast, lemon tea, and pear after pear from the shelves).
Copyright Kay Ryan
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Post by MoonyLuna on Jan 5, 2009 11:38:54 GMT -5
Featured Poet Kay Ryan
Kay Ryan is the Poet Laureate of the United States 2008-2009. She teaches English at the College of Marin. Her numerous awards include the Ruth Lilly Poetry Prize, a Guggenheim fellowship, and a grant from the National Endowment for the Arts. She resides in Fairfax, California.
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