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asecretvice · 6 months
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hi 👋 fully and deeply entranced by “and this, your living kiss,” i’ve read it a few times at this point. i was curious about the dennis brutus poem that dean quotes in cas’ office. do you know where one can read the whole thing? my scouring of his work online has turned up nothing! it’s the untitled [the sand wet and cool] one
Actual footage of me reading this ask:
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Like, you have asked me about Dennis Brutus! Thank you!! Feel free to ask more!
But to answer your question, I know several years ago I was able to finagle it on google books when I didn't have access to Poetry & Protest: A Dennis Brutus Reader. But why fuss with that when I can just copy it out here for you myself straight from that book? I highly, HIGHLY recommend reading it out loud, as the sonic qualities are top-notch! Forewarning of dark themes. Without further ado:
The sand wet and cool darkening from yellow to where it was damp, from a lioness-yellow to darkness, like ash or the shadowy underside of a mushroom
and to lounge in such sand, by the sea, uncaring scuffing bare heels in the seasand with the hard ridge of the heel, half-calloused, half-feeling the cold cool in warmgold folds, over silkchill skeins
and here to thrust out the legs to feel the jar in thighflesh and flanks and through this breakthrough of thighs to find true fuller freedom of loins and thews a great freedom of the groin— an unfolding upflowering of the flesh—
hair uncaring of sand, of shellpowder broken twigs and dirt; and to feel the keening of the cold the ghost of the spray, the spume, the salt— a cold glitter as of crystals and knives in the brightness and vagrant warmth of the day:
one assents to the brightness of the day, its perfection and warmth acquiescing in the cold in its essence sharp as a shell-blade and menacing while the shadows grow long and gray and cold, one accepts the voluptuous splendor of that day
of an imaginary day and of an untrue innocent idyll that never happened and a perfection of sensuality we never knew but which they created by report by alleging this was our act and our guilt:
and straightway by the evocation of their charge it was real and true; and we entered into that sensual idyll that sunlit sensuous voluptuousness of luxurious indulgence in lush-ripe flesh:
we were guilty then accepting the untrue as the real; so our pursuers, our enemies became our donors, generous friends: one perfect sunlit day was ours: the forbidden idyll became the real: we had our beach, our sea, our sun, the stolen sensuous carnal delight and the spray-bright, spume-chill, bladed air.
[Dated January 19, 1970; published 1973.]
Though you didn't ask, I will copy out the other Dennis Brutus poem mentioned, in case people are curious about that one as well:
Milkblue—tender the moonlit midnight sky; receive me now my sleeping love. Lovelaughter—gentle, a luminous glow arches from circling horizoning hills to this plain your tremulous breast exposes:
So, gentle and tender I brood and bow over your scent, your hid springs of mirth and know here in this dusk, secret and still I can bend and kiss you now, my earth.
[1970]
I will stop there since this fulfills your brief, but seriously...if anyone wants to actually talk about this stuff, or have me go off on a related subject...my inbox is open. (people like and/or reblog the post with all the footnotes and sources and whatnot, but no one ever asks about anything in it...please...)
PS—Absolutely thrilled you enjoy my fic! To hear you've read it multiple times is just incredible. Thank you <3 I hope you enjoy the poetry!
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majestativa · 1 year
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It seems to me that the mere act of creation, the creative process, is itself an assertion of our human worth, our human dignity.
Dennis Brutus, Black, Brown, & Beige: Surrealist Writings from Africa and the Diaspora
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ancientcharm · 7 months
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A display at the Colosseum, Gladiators - is a display of replica gladiatorial weapons, dress and armour made authentically according to nine years of historical research by Silvano Mattesini, a trained architect and expert in ancient Roman military dress. The first documented gladiatorial spectacle in Rome was in 264 B.C. when the two sons of Brutus Pera held the event in honour of their deceased father.
Photos and text by Dennis Jarvis
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eliaswoodt · 7 months
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The Name List
Organized from A-Z (yes I will add more names whenever I find more I like, probably in reblogs)
I currently have 1035 names (and that’s only including the first names. I have a list of last names, too.)
Angel, Atticus, Atlas, Apollo, Ares, Athena, Achilles, Artemis, Adonis, Avery, Aubrey, Aubry, Aceline, Ashlynn, Aislinn, Anjanette, Arthur, Archer, Addison, Arrietty, Amity, Autumn, Alastor, Alastair, Alasdair, Alistair, Alison, Arren, Arin, Astra, Aoife, Adalyn, Adeleine, Astoria, Agnes, Angus, Abigail, Ann, Anne, Ambrose, Adeline, Avarsel, Agatha, Ari, Azariah, Aniyah, Armani, Anastasia, Annabelle, Adah, Adelaide, Avis, Amelia, August, Axel, Adelina, Amir, Amin, Ayala, Arne, Averett, Adil, Astro, Ava, Anti, Ailun, Akemi, Asahi, Akari, Asako, Atsuko, Azumi, Aka, Aren, Akko
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Ulysses, Urijah, Uriyah, Urina, Ukiah, Ulnar, Ursula, Ulric
Virgil, Vanessa, Vito, Venacio, Vylad, Veronica, Valentina, Violet, Velma, Venus, Verna, Veld, Victoria, Victorie, Vinyl, Vincent, Vasuki, Vex, Valor, Valentine, Valerie, Valeria, Valerius, Vitoria, Vic, Victor, Vik, Vikktor, Viktor, Vick, Vicky, Vicke, Vickie, Vidya
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Xenophon, Xuan, Xio, Xori, Xanthos, Xander, Xavier
Yen, Yukio, Yae, Yoko, Yume, Yaeko, Yui, Yuzuki
Zane, Zana, Zion, Zachary, Zach, Zachariah, Zander, Ziana, Zoe, Zula, Zenix, Zenith, Zaharia, Zaria, Zack, Zakaeia, Zara, Zakaria, Zev, Zaira, Zanata
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"For someone who loved words as much as I did, it was amazing how often they failed me."
-- If We Were Villains by M. L. Rio
“Because freedom, I am told, is nothing but the distance between the hunter and its prey.”
-- On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous by Ocean Vuong
and as for poetry, i like to talk about "Written in my Dreams by W. C. Williams" by Allen Ginsberg with other people because it's short and rolls over the tongue nicely and i like to come back to it, puts a smile on my face, you know?
i'll also never forget "A Carcass" by Charles Baudelaire from when we read it at school years ago and then again in high school and i have now chosen Les Fleurs du mal as one of the books for my oral school leaving exam, so it's definitely one of those authors i read once and was never able to get out of my head
and last but not least, Louise Glück (may she rest in peace) and her "Theory of Memory" which includes the ending "Right now you are a child holding hands with a fortune-teller. All the rest is hypothesis and dream." and i simply don't have a choice but to love this one
i have so many more favourites, but these are the ones i can think of right now hehe <33
what r ur favourite poems and quotes??
those are brilliant actually
mine are quite, different to what one may think but i like finding meaning in things that other people think are only surface level :
思い出なんか いらん - we don't need memories
this is from the anime haikyuu LMAO which is a fucking volleyball anime and it is the team motto of one of the teams. It is quite honestly my life motto at this point. I used to live in the past, excused people for thing they do now because they were different in the past. they were different in my memories. I was so focused on the past i forgot to enjoy my present. I am done doing that. My memories hold me back. I am tired of it.
"to love and lose and still be kind" - warsan shire
this is pretty self explanatory. i dont think I've had a hard life. but i certainly haven't had an easy one. i have a habit of giving too much of myself to people. I'm working on rectifying that whilst still being kind.
"but i cut people out like tags on my clothing" - conan gray
I LOVE people watching its one of my favourite songs. but this line is really important to me. I've cut the tags off of my clothing for as long as I can remember. ever since i was a kid. I also have a habit of cutting out people the second they break my trust. as easy as cutting off tags from my clothing. I don't think its a good habit or a bad habit. it just. is.
"It's always the ones who are quietest who often have the greatest things to say" - TJ Klune, Wolfsong
This is from one of my favourite books of all time. I was a quiet child for a while. I never got excited for anything and after a while my parents suspected I had childhood depression, we still don't know for sure if I did. It makes a lot of sense though. It took me a while to become confident in my own voice and my own opinions. this quote is really important to me.
"Men don't cry. My daddy taught me that. Men don't cry because they don't have time to cry.
I must not have been a man yet because I cried. I bowed my head and cried." - TJ Klune, Wolfsong
This isn't personal to me in anyway, I just really, really love this part of the book and these two lines in particular.
"I'll be your hands." "I'll be your sanity." - TJ Klune, Ravensong
love has always been something I've read about. but this quote takes the damn cake.
as for poems,
At a Funeral by Dennis Brutus
I analyzed this poem for an English Lit class and the story behind why it was written really stuck with me. It was written after the death of Valencia Majombozi who was shot on the day of her graduation from nursing school. Its a protest poem and it just hits really fucking hard.
Death of a Naturalist by Seamus Heaney
This was the first poem that i ever took inspiration from. I had of course written before, but I really enjoyed Heaney's writing style so it strongly influenced my poem Quietude, which I am planning to submit to the empty inkwell publication...hopefully lol
Identity Card by Mahmoud Darwish
This poem is written as a form of protest poetry as well. Mahmoud Darwish was a Palestinian poet, for those of you who do not know and he wrote this poem about being asked for his identity card by Israeli Officers. Its really, really good.
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cauldronofmorning · 10 months
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need a shovel to love them
I... don’t really know what this is? DeeDennis fic/meme thing of that poetry/ship ask game going around. Trigger warning for all sorts, rape, extremely dubious consent, mentions of Barbara and her various abuse, self harm, addiction and obviously incest.
1 Who would be first to to bite down anc consume the flesh of the other, euphoric in the taste and the heft and the slide of the blood 
Dennis has fantasies about it, but Dee is the first one to do it, sinking her teeth into his wrist after he threatens to rape her dead body if she doesn’t shut up. Dennis keeps the bloodstained flannel.
2. who is the ant and who is the ophiocordyceps fungus?
Dee completely thinks that she might be a good person if Dennis hadn’t infected everything about her.
3. who is the dog and who is the master?
Dennis gets off on the thought of having Dee on a leash and parading her around, but something in him likes when he gets upset and her hands trail his skin, a mix of comfort and objectifying, like mom used to.
 4 when the roles are blurred or reversed who would be first to die and how? would it be by bulletwound? the phallic blade? strangulation?
Dennis has this plan in ten years of shooting Dee in a place where she would take a while to die, and then shooting himself in the same place, so they both have the same hole and they can expire in each other’s arms.
 5. Cocaine or Heroin? 
they’ve watched each other get dicked down by some random drug dealer (never Cricket, Dennis would gouge out the other eye if the fucker touched what has always been his) in order to get crack again. Their little secret... amongst all the other ones.
6. who licks up the other’s cigarette ash?
Sometimes Dennis’s God Hole feels like it’s growing with rot, and he needs some kind of punishment to centre himself and take his rightful place as ruler of Paddys. Dee doesn’t even like smoking, but she likes him crawling.
 7 who is julius caesar and who is brutus?
If Dee stabbed Dennis, finally having enough of... everything, she would keep the body in her flat. Not as a trophy, she’s not like him, but to see him go soft and blue and finally melt away. She would then leave Paddys, and do something, anything with her life, as there was no more reason to stick around.
 8. who is jesus and who is judas? 
When she’s on top, Dee will dig her nails into the palms of Dennis’s hands, and think about the sex doll where the skin would always smooth out no matter what they did to it.
9. did jesus want it? did julius caesar know it was coming? are the betrayed ever proud?
Dennis always wants it, even when he zones out during sex and Dee will drag him to watch cartoons instead. Dee on the other hand has said no when she means yes, and yes when she means no. If the tears come when she’s drinking beer later, she’ll know what she meant.
 10. who is irrumatus and who is irrumans? who is pedicatus and who is pedicans?
Seeing the other one choke and drool and their make-up get ruined as they gag on dick or strap is always so fucking funny. Dee has to beg for anal because Dennis likes her begging, and Dee has pegged Dennis exactly once because he got small and compliant after in a way that just made her feel shitty instead of powerful.
 11. did they ever kiss and why not?
Dee kissed Dennis under the Jersey Shore boardwalk when they were nine, had this small feeling like she finally won against him and her mom. She’ll do everything with him but that in Philly, no matter how much he digs her tongue into her mouth.
 12 if they are two sides of the same coin who is heads and who is tails
They’ll both say heads.
13. and if the coin was the holey dollar?
Dennis has a giant gaping hole inside him, Dee still sees the gaping scar on her wrist she promised to make if mom wouldn’t stop telling any friend they deserved better than Deandra. The only way to get Barbara to back down was to damage her trophies. Apparently.
 14. And if the dog bit back? 15 and if the dog bit back? 16 and if the dog bit back? 17 and if the dog bit back? 18 and if the dog bit back? 19 and if the dog bit back? 
Dennis is going to torture Dee some more so next Dee Day will be totally concentrated on breaking him again.
20. Who buys the other flowers?
After finding out Dennis wanted something for Valentine’s, Dee gets fancy flowers and steals rat skins from Charlie so she can scatter them in the box. Makes her gag, and they don’t talk about it, but he always kisses her after like she’s the only person in the world.
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poesiablog60 · 7 months
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Sopravviviamo comunque
e non appassisce, frustrata, la tenerezza.
Fasci luminosi indagano
come ratrelli i nostri nudi contorni inermi
accigliato ci sovrasta il Decalogo monolitico
di divieti fascisti
e vacilla verso la catastrofica caduta;
lo stivale s'accanisce contro la porta sbrindellata.
 
Ma sopravviviamo comunque
agli strappi, alla deprivazione e alle perdite
Le pattuglie si srotolano lungo il buio dell'asfalto
sibilando minacce contro le nostre vite,
e sommaltà, in ogni angolo la nostra terra sfregiata dal terrore,
resa sgraziata e inamabile;
lacerati tutti noi e l'abbandono della passione
ma sopravvive comunque la tenerezza
Dennis Brutus
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zippy-reacts · 11 months
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Sonic the Comic Liveblog: Issue 64
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Ok, it’s been a while since I’ve done one of these so I’ve slightly lost track of time of the publishing dates for these, but going by the cover artwork I’m guessing this is a Halloween issue?
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I can’t remember if I’ve commented on this before, but I love this outfit design for Amy, it’s so iconic.
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It still cracks me up that he designed a receptionist robot
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I think I’ve lost count of how many times Amy has been used as bait in these comics
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With how often Robotnik and Brutus have been butting heads this issue, I can definitely see their competing egos as being the catalyst for how this story will resolve
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Believe it or not, this panel is from this issue’s Ecco the Dolphin comic
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We have Tails, Girl Tails, Hat Tails, and Yellow Tails. Excellent character designs
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Smol Knux
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Again, haven’t read in a while so a little rusty on details, but did Tails actually do anything in this story or was it all Knuckles?
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Oh well, speaking of Knuckles here he is once again being a true bro.
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Ngl, before glancing at the next panel, I totally thought the implication here was that Knuckles delivered a below-the-belt punch from behind
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But nah, dude’s just going through a reverse werewolf transformation
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Is it just me or is there no connection between these two panels? Like ok she flips a hidden lever to make the workshop appear but like, where did it appear from? It is in a hill or something?
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Neat backstory! Although I’m wondering if this was consensual employment like with Cam and Bert or if this was forced labour like we’ve seen at chemical plant zone?
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Ok, but is that pronounced megat-al or mega-tal?
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Can Tekno fly? I mean, sure, she’s a canary but I’m so used to bird mobians in the games not having innate flying that this caught me by surprise.
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Awesome outfit on Tekno btw. I wonder of the red and black stripes are an intentional homage to Dennis and Minnie from The Beano comics?
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Well, he is a hedgehog
(Bah dum tish)
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lboogie1906 · 1 year
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Dennis Vincent Brutus (November 28, 1924 – December 26, 2009) was a South African activist, educator, journalist, and poet known for his campaign to have South Africa banned from the Olympic Games due to its controversial racial policy of apartheid. Born in Salisbury, Southern Rhodesia, he was of indigenous Khoi, Dutch, French, English, German and Malaysian ancestry. His parents moved back home to Port Elizabeth when he was aged four, and he was classified under South Africa's apartheid racial code as "coloured". He was a graduate of the University of Fort Hare (BA) and of the University of the Witwatersrand, where he studied law. He taught English and Afrikaans at several high schools in South Africa but was dismissed for his vocal criticism of apartheid. He served on the faculty of the University of Denver, Northwestern University, and the University of Pittsburgh and was a Professor Emeritus from the last institution. He was awarded the Lifetime Honorary Award by the South African Department of Arts and Culture for his lifelong dedication to African and world poetry and literary arts. He was an activist against the apartheid government of South Africa. He learned politics in the Trotskyist movement of the Eastern Cape. He was motivated by the unfairness of selections for athletic teams. He joined the Anti-Coloured Affairs Department organization, a Trotskyist group that organized against the Coloured Affairs Department, which was an attempt by the government to institutionalize divisions between blacks and coloureds. He formed the South African Sports Association, and as Secretary was strongly opposed to a proposed cricket tour by Frank Worrell’s West Indies to South Africa in 1959, leading a successful campaign to have it canceled. He was a co-founder of the South African Non-Racial Olympic Committee, an organization that would be influential in the banning of apartheid-era South Africa from the Olympics. He was banned for his political activities as part of SANROC. #africanhistory365 #africanexcellence https://www.instagram.com/p/ClgPegvLt8d/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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auroszn · 5 months
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I didn't read as many books as I did last year but there were some realllly good ones. I read about 52 but my top 5 in no particular order would be:
•A Memory Called Empire - Arkady Martine
•A Simple Lust - Dennis Brutus
•Written on the Body - Jeanette Winterson
•Giovanni's Room - James Baldwin
•The Naïve and Sentimental Lover - John le Carré
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February 11th 1990
By Wanda Coleman
—for Dennis Brutus
This year the leaves turn red green black
freedom colors each leaf
each stitch of grass. I am amazed
at my sweet harvest. The prison door has opened
and a nation’s heart is released. I am full
having spent my greediness in a ritual of joy.
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/53312/february-11th-1990
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The History of Film in Dallas and movies. Problem Child is a 1990 American black comedy film directed by Dennis Dugan in his feature film directorial debut and produced by Robert Simonds. It stars John Ritter, Michael Oliver, Jack Warden, Gilbert Gottfried, Amy Yasbeck, and Michael Richards. It was released on July 27, 1990. Filming Locations South Crowdus Street & Commerce Street, Dallas, Texas, USA (Martin puts Flo in the trunk) Mesquite, Texas, USA 4714 Swiss Avenue, Dallas, Texas, USA (Healy House) Aldredge House, 5500 Swiss Ave, Dallas, Texas, USA (Henderson House) 5439 Swiss Avenue, Dallas, Texas, USA (Mansion at beginning) N Galloway Ave at W Grubb Dr, Mesquite, Texas, USA (Gas Station) Mercury Studios - 6301 Riverside Drive, Irving, Texas, USA (studio) Dallas, Texas, USA Victory Arts Center, Fort Worth, Texas, USA (St Brutus Orphanage) Corinth St and Austin St, Dallas, Texas, USA (Bridge Scene) Farmers Branch, Texas, USA Fort Worth, Texas, USA #RAPIDFIREDIGITALMARKETING #rapidfireyourbusiness #filmcommission #universalstudios #problemchild (at Dallas, Texas) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cicx8zjOSMu/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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tvguidancecounselor · 2 years
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TV Guidance Counselor Episode 535: Mike Kane
March 12-18, 1988
This week Ken welcomes musician, fellow punk kid, and front man of Michael Kane and the Morning Afters (who's new record Broke But Not Broken is great), Mike Kane.
Ken and Mike discuss growing up in Worcester, divorce, Kevin Can Go F*@k Himself, how great Wayne is, working in an arcade, Judith Light, MediaPlay, gang fights, seeing people beaten with bats, living in a used record store, tapes, not being able to just leave things in the wild, Elvis Costello, the first comic Ken ever bought, TableTalk Pies, Mary Tonnacocaine, Dennis the Menace, The New Mr. Wilson, cartoon guest stars, Nick at Nite, President style names, is TV getting worse?, feeling old, Generic Price and Bold Flavor, cigarettes, Skor Bars, gummy candies, David Copperfield, Peter Gabriel and magicians, Punk Brewster and "The Gift", Women in Prison, Alan/Miles, Saturday Night's Main Event, Worcester Centrum, Brutus The Barber Beefcake, being slightly less dirtbag than your average kid, Brian Bosnell and the Ataris, The People's Choice Awards, Ken's hatred of Led Zeppelin, The Terminator, Eddie and the Cruisers, Ken's vow to never forgive Baby Jessica, dating Adult Jessica, Jessie Camp, MTV contests, why Perfect Strangers is the best theme song to belt out, covering TV Themes, Ken's dislike of Cocksparrer, arguing with Alf, Christopher Lloyd in The Dictator, WKRP in Cincinnati, I Want to Hold Your Hand, Eddie Deezen, Growing Pains, Head of the Class, Just the Ten of Us, Grease, defending the Cosby Show without defending Cosby, Richard Moll: Dungeonmaster, how unusual bald people on TV was, Lionel Richie's Dancing on the Ceiling, Kenny Rogers, Dad tapes, Eddie Murphy, Bronson Pinchot, the origins of the "horny older lady", how it's ok to be a nurse, Mr. Belvedere, the audience participation episode of Matlock, complaining about the loss of Chuck Connors on Werewolf, and Alf (pictured right). 
Check out this episode!
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damilink · 3 years
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Analysis of “Cold” by Dennis Brutus
Analysis of “Cold” by Dennis Brutus
The 31 lines prosaic poem “Cold” is one of Dennis Brutus’ poems written within his time in prison. It is a poem that captures a moment of thorough desolation with reference to Dennis’ transit experiences during the Apartheid era in South Africa. The poet being a radical activist was dwelt with by the South African government, first, by keeping him in a prison for observation before transferring…
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Somehow we survive
Somehow we survive and tenderness, frustrated, does not wither. Investigating searchlights rake our naked unprotected contours; over our heads the monolithic decalogue of fascist prohibition glowers and teeters for a catastrophic fall; boots club the peeling door. But somehow we survive severance, deprivation, loss. Patrols uncoil along the asphalt dark hissing their menace to our lives, most cruel, all our land is scarred with terror, rendered unlovely and unloveable; sundered are we and all our passionate surrender but somehow tenderness survives.
By Dennis Brutus
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