The Jean Cocteau "Le Bête e' Bellefie"
Jean remarks, "We're not alone."
Josette barks, "Bête's done ete my phone."
(Marais's performance...? Overblown.)
Poet Poe pens nonsense verse. "...plus phun," puns Uly, "I disburse." Its gamut runs from spam to worse. The matter posted...? Poe's diverse -- most, postcards from his universe, replies to grudges he must nurse. My summary...? Let me be terse: a mitzva, mostly. (Not a curse.)
Saturday, June 29, 2024
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What A's Still Not For: A Revised Reissue Of An Early Illuminated Alphabet
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PWWL is pleased to acknowledge the participation of friend-of-blog JD in creating this item. Collaboration in name, collaboration in pro...
