Issue 15 Right Hand Pointing

Bloomfield · Post by **Bloomfield** » Thu May 31, 2007 9:49 am

My tongue throbs at both ends
It will not last the night;
In the ashtray there, my friends -
It makes a lovely sight.

Edna St. Vincent Millay

Bloomfield · Post by **Bloomfield** » Thu May 31, 2007 9:55 am

The caged bird sings with
A fearful trill of things unknown
But longed for still and his
Tongue throbs in a distant ashtray
For the caged bird sings no more

Maya Angelou

fearfaoin · Post by **fearfaoin** » Thu May 31, 2007 11:54 am

Lewis Carroll:

`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the tongue-throbb'd ashtray.

WyoBadger · Post by **WyoBadger** » Thu May 31, 2007 1:48 pm

There be none of beauty's daughters
with a magic like to thee,
and like music on the waters
is thy sweet voice to me
When as if the sound were causing
the charm'ed ocean's pausing,
And the noisy gulls are mobbing,
like the tongues in ashtrays throbbing...

--Lord Byron

djm · Post by **djm** » Thu May 31, 2007 2:04 pm

fearfaoin wrote:And the tongue-throbb'd ashtray.

I would have gone with "And the tongue-throb ashtrayed."

Ashtrays to the left of them,
Ashtrays to the right of them,
Ashtrays in front of them,
Stubb'd and extinguish'd;
Storm'd at with match and lighter,
Boldly they throbbed and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell
Tongued the six hundred.

Alfred, Lord Tennyson

djm

fearfaoin · Post by **fearfaoin** » Thu May 31, 2007 2:05 pm

djm wrote:
fearfaoin wrote:And the tongue-throbb'd ashtray.
I would have gone with "And the tongue-throb ashtrayed."

Damn. That's much better.

cowtime · Post by **cowtime** » Thu May 31, 2007 8:22 pm

Oh Lawsy these are funny!

Post by **Dale** » Thu May 31, 2007 9:18 pm

Alone far in the wilds and mountains I hunt,

Wandering amazed at my own lightness and glee,

In the late afternoon choosing a safe spot to pass the night,

Kindling a fire and broiling the fresh-kill'd game,

Falling asleep on the gather'd leaves with my dog and gun

by my side, a tongue throbbing in the ashes.

--Walt Whitman

anniemcu · Post by **anniemcu** » Thu May 31, 2007 9:31 pm

My tonguh hash been a shrobbing, and ish gong ashtray, but motly onlyest when I'm dringked too mush... I stink.

gonzo914 · Post by **gonzo914** » Thu May 31, 2007 10:14 pm

See, Dale. You could have done an entire issue on throbbing tongues.

("The Throbbing Tongue" -- what an excellent name for a jig.)

Post by **Dale** » Fri Jun 01, 2007 1:31 pm

gonzo914 wrote:See, Dale. You could have done an entire issue on throbbing tongues.

("The Throbbing Tongue" -- what an excellent name for a jig.)

I may yet.

djm · Post by **djm** » Fri Jun 01, 2007 2:38 pm

You mean - I could be a published author?!?

djm

Post by **Nanohedron** » Fri Jun 01, 2007 2:52 pm

haizara ni
sh1ta ga tokimeku
hae no oto

(Thought I'd hazard a haiku in the mother tongue, as it were - had to replace a "1" for an "I" to get past the word filter.)

Translation:

in ashtray
tongue throbs
sound of flies

Not very good haiku as I couldn't slip in much of a seasonal reference. I thought the cross-implication of hae (fly) and hai (ash) was okay, though.

(edited to change the original throbby word for a more literary-sounding one)

kkrell · Post by **kkrell** » Fri Jun 01, 2007 4:22 pm

You realize, don't you, that these are now going to pop up on Google searches as authentic lines attributed to the stated literary authors? Just think what sort of school term papers are going to be turned in.

Kevin Krell

Joseph E. Smith · Post by **Joseph E. Smith** » Fri Jun 01, 2007 5:10 pm

... I am sooo sorry.... I just should've left it well enough alone....