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Poem: A Cooking Egg
Poem 3 Poem 5 A Cooking Egg En l'an trentiesme de mon aage Que toutes mes hontes j'ay beucs ... Pipit sate upright in her chair Some distance from where I was sitting; Views of…Poem: Mr. Eliot's Sunday Morning Service
Poem 10 Poem 12 Mr. Eliot's Sunday Morning Service Look, look, master, here comes two religions caterpillars. The Jew of Malta. Polyphiloprogenitive The sapient sutlers of the…Poem: Burbank with a Baedeker: Bleistein with a Cigar
Poem 1 Poem 3 Burbank with a Baedeker: Bleistein with a Cigar Tra-la-la-la-la-la-laire--nil nisi divinum stabile est; caetera fumus--the gondola stopped, the old palace was there…Poem: Whispers of Immortality
Poem 9 Poem 11 Whispers of Immortality Webster was much possessed by death And saw the skull beneath the skin; And breastless creatures under ground Leaned backward with a lipless grin…Poem: Gerontion
Poem 2 Gerontion Thou hast nor youth nor age But as it were an after dinner sleep Dreaming of both. Here I am, an old man in a dry month, Being read to by a boy, waiting for…Writing Well: APA Documentation
APA DocumentationWriting WellDocumentation FormatCiting Electronic Sources and CD-ROMsCiting Radio Shows and TV ShowsAPA Documentation American Psychological Association (APA) documentation is used…Poem: Rhapsody on a Windy Night
Poem 15 Poem 17 Rhapsody on a Windy Night Twelve o'clock. Along the reaches of the street Held in a lunar synthesis, Whispering lunar incantations Disolve the floors of memory And all its…Writing Well: The Professional Edge: Writing on the Job
The Professional Edge: Writing on the JobWriting WellThe Professional Edge: Writing on the JobHave I Got News for You!Onward and Upward: Resums and Cover Letters Tech Support: “What does the screen…cricket, sport
(Encyclopedia) cricket, ball-and-bat game played chiefly in Great Britain and the Commonwealth countries. In the early 21st cent., Twenty20, a new version of cricket with a much faster, more…Poem: Dans le Restaurant
Poem 8 Poem 10 Dans le Restaurant Le garcon délabré qui n'a rien í faire Que de se gratter les doigts et se pencher sur mon épaule: "Dans mon pays il fera temps pluvieux, Du vent, du…