The Second Chance Write-Off
Oct 12 '03 (Updated Jan 09 '04)
The Bottom Line Here lies “The Second Chance W/O.” Find entombed here links to participants and my own entry. The idea: resurrect old opinions. Now this is itself yesterday’s news. R.I.P.
Hugs
When we hug
I feel so happy.
Its like a bug
Who isnt zappy.
In these times when the world is scary and dark and strange
I think of how wonderful
It is to hug you,
To hold you tight
Like a sponge
In day and night--
With gladsome zeal
And remember all the feelings that we feel.
Together, we strode the bowers
Holding various kinds of flowers
For intoxicating hours.
Holding hands and holding our breath
We could have been under water
But we were actually walking on clouds
Of popcorn dreams and puppys smiles,
I love you when you hold my mules.
So dont forget its Mothers Day
And everyday its joyous and ecstatic
In the dusty dust-filled attic,
In this treetop of ours
Where kittens and unicorns shine
Bemusedly aloft,
So sleepy and soft. http://www.epinions.com/content_3102515332
When we hug
I feel so happy.
Its like a bug
Who isnt zappy.
In these times when the world is scary and dark and strange
I think of how wonderful
It is to hug you,
To hold you tight
Like a sponge
In day and night--
With gladsome zeal
And remember all the feelings that we feel.
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A host looks back in pride
Of the many things Ive learned about this site, one is that no matter whether one has slaved over a review/post or simply dashed it off, and whether it is filled with brilliant insight or is incompetent in one way or another, everything ultimately vanishes into dormancy bordering on oblivion. While a piece remains among the five visible in ones profile, it has life especially if it is the most recent. Once it slips past that mark, it might as well be last years newspaper.
The Second Chance Write-Off gave members a chance to scour over their gone and forgotten, neglected and dejected opinions and essays and to resurrect one or two for the community. Of course, the same sad, infernal and inexorable logic that buried their original reviews, and all reviews, soon enough rolled over this Write Off and the entries themselves, so that the revived pieces enjoyed a second death. And so it goes.
I recommended various forms for members to slip in links to their old posts, but only the Bad Poem (an example of which is festering above) seemed to generate interest. Its directions were: Write a bad poem on any topic, preferably a hopelessly well-trod one like Love or Death or Friendship, and make a reference one way or another to the deceased review. By bad, I mean trite, generalized, wooden, or otherwise ungainly and banal. Think of greeting cards.
The nature of this Write-Off is that words die, but can be revived for a short period. That spirit applies to the Write-Off itself, in the sense that while over and done with (frankly, nobodys been knocking on this door for a while), this party could be temporarily revived in one of two ways: 1) read some entries, 2) be so bold as to write your own belated dent in dough.
My warm thanks to all those who joined!
The Participants: (and links to their entries)
sleeper54
dbcint
dicknkay
beckytcy
WilliamJones
ed_grover
Stephen_Murray
Volition45
drdevience
JENNI1396
benstarr
kristinafh
atchesonate
DavidMac
lambchops
millinocket
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