John Fuller FRSLis an English poet and author, and Fellow Emeritus at Magdalen College, Oxford... (wikipedia)
We always coordinate our efforts with FEMA and the state EOC, (Emergency Operations Command).
When I began, poetry was very academic. You published little pamphlets from fancy presses. It was rather... chaste. There wasn't much public reading. Then there was poetry and jazz, which I don't think worked, though I love jazz.
Now we are being told to stay put, because there is the possibility that our resources will be needed here.
Hmmm. I think a lot of people can write poems that are howls of anguish. I think I've probably written such things and then torn them up.
Overall, our restaurants are still doing fine. We just had a lot of expenses this go-around.
It is certainly nothing like what Alabama, Mississippi and Louisiana had to deal with, but the efforts are still ongoing.
We could make good use out of them.
We were just trying to think of a way to help out the town.
The physical transformation and heightened service level of these hotels is making them first class properties. We are looking forward to becoming an integral part of this thriving Fort Worth market.
This generation is so visual. You can't keep putting worksheets in front of them. They buy into this.
It is still early. When parents start looking at what they want to do next year we'll have more enroll.
It's always good to show that poetry isn't the little depressed lyric people believe it to be, that it's something bigger.
I'm not sure about prizes. I don't know how far you can seriously raise public consciousness about poetry. Having a 'National Poetry Day,' like a 'No Smoking Day,' is just shelving the problem. Things which should by rights be every day are not best served by these things.
If not for the chief coming by, at least one of our stallions would be dead,
I'm not sure why we are having a debate on a 1,600-student high school. A 1,200-student high school is better for kids.
If parents want to take advantage of that they should look into it.
Chief (Lyons) was knocking on our door around 11 that night. He told us about the danger, and said we had to make a decision whether we were going to stay or go.
I don't think the issue we originally talked about was educational, but the high school experience as a whole.
It is the unspecified 'you' of modern love poems that I am mostly concerned with here. At least, the addressee is commonly a lover, and the very fact that the name is withheld is offered as a guarantee of the closeness and significance of the relationship.
Poetry surprises us with what we already know.
100,000,000 Guinea Pigs sparked a rising wave of consumer indignation. But...it takes a major catastrophe to carry legal and enforcement action over the hump of lethargy and inaction....Today, nearly forty years later, the situation is worse, not better.