tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11539948.post114374615148433877..comments2024-03-01T03:58:21.808-05:00Comments on Marly Youmans / The Palace at 2:00 a.m. / poems, stories, novels: The Palace FoolMarly Youmanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02377938366750387442noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11539948.post-1144029179109365462006-04-02T21:52:00.000-04:002006-04-02T21:52:00.000-04:00That was a naughty thing for me to say--most of my...That was a naughty thing for me to say--most of my friends who write also teach... And most writers appear to be teachers these days. <BR/><BR/>More power to them! <BR/><BR/>But I find that being two things is quite enough for me, so I don't try to be three.<BR/><BR/>If the teacher is you, then scribble away!Marly Youmanshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02377938366750387442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11539948.post-1144022770288471902006-04-02T20:06:00.000-04:002006-04-02T20:06:00.000-04:00I’m back from spring break to decipher Middle Engl...I’m back from spring break to decipher Middle English? Yikes! I’ll go away again and return when I can contribute, but before I do, I must defend Walt and with a piece of his Song<BR/><BR/> “Stop this day and night with me and you shall possess the origin of all poems, <BR/>You shall possess the good of the earth and sun, (there are millions <BR/>of suns left,) <BR/>You shall no longer take Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11539948.post-1144020814124403542006-04-02T19:33:00.000-04:002006-04-02T19:33:00.000-04:00Yes, I never show things until I've got a solid dr...Yes, I never show things until I've got a solid draft and am down to tinkerings. And I never "talk them out."<BR/><BR/>Japan: do it for the next year. That would be inspiring to the drawing/painting side of you.<BR/><BR/>Another "Moving Castle." Well, leave a forwarding address...Marly Youmanshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02377938366750387442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11539948.post-1144020165938211982006-04-02T19:22:00.000-04:002006-04-02T19:22:00.000-04:00That's okay, I understand about the book bit. I am...That's okay, I understand about the book bit. I am beginning to wonder if I should have posted the Razor Blue chapter, seems as if I have lost interest for now. Although my mind has started churning a bit with it again. And I have several short stories bantering about in the brain for release. <BR/><BR/>I was going to apply for a Fulbright teachers program to Japan this summer, but youngest blog queenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17229423128584570391noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11539948.post-1144019088454711372006-04-02T19:04:00.000-04:002006-04-02T19:04:00.000-04:00the WYF OF BATHE sayeth -Thatte is yclepped adulte...the WYF OF BATHE sayeth -<BR/><BR/>Thatte is yclepped adulterye, and ye wille be besmarted in helle by litel redde demones iffen ye goe doon that roade!<BR/><BR/>Onlye a jape--the Wyf of Bathe es lustie and "with itte."<BR/><BR/>****<BR/><BR/>but Marly said -<BR/><BR/>That Wife of Bath is going to hell in a handbasket, that's for sure. She <I>was</I> into finishing off one husband when she got Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11539948.post-1144017975159802222006-04-02T18:46:00.000-04:002006-04-02T18:46:00.000-04:00So Wyf of Bathe,What say ye to marrying an old man...So Wyf of Bathe,<BR/><BR/>What say ye to marrying an old man for the largesse and dallying with a young one on the side????<BR/><BR/>Just kidding. It tis best to finish one thing before one begins another. It makes life a lot less complicated.<BR/><BR/>The taxes are done. The feds are giving me back some and the state is taking all but twenty dollars of it, so hey I can go buy myself and family blog queenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17229423128584570391noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11539948.post-1144007306768410572006-04-02T15:48:00.000-04:002006-04-02T15:48:00.000-04:00Damned fey!Hee.Back in the brief time when I taugh...Damned fey!<BR/><BR/>Hee.<BR/><BR/>Back in the brief time when I taught (writers shouldn't teach), I loved teaching British survey because helping students to learn Middle English by reading Chaucer was riotous fun.<BR/><BR/>And when I was in school, I had a professor--a very funny man--who adored the way I read poetry and, in particular, Whitman. And he made us read aloud a lot: the only class IMarly Youmanshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02377938366750387442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11539948.post-1144006061572027582006-04-02T15:27:00.000-04:002006-04-02T15:27:00.000-04:00The worst seminar I took in graduate school was on...The worst seminar I took in graduate school was on Chaucer. Oh, man. No, wait. The worse was on Walt Whitman. He is so damned fey. The Chaucer was only bad because of the professor. Whitman was bad because of Whitman. There now, what were we talking about?<BR/>Marly, your way of describing time and life passing is very, very poignant. I'm going to remember it, I can tell you that.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11539948.post-1144004456212149402006-04-02T15:00:00.000-04:002006-04-02T15:00:00.000-04:00The teenagers around here might tell you that I am...The teenagers around here might tell you that I am dratted over the Hill--the great greeny hill that we clamber so slowly up. Going down we roll, with rocks and roots and trees. Faster and faster until we sail off into the region of the great beyond...<BR/><BR/>But I say that I'm perched up nice and high, with a grand view.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11539948.post-1144001010465232712006-04-02T14:03:00.000-04:002006-04-02T14:03:00.000-04:00Olfo, eh? I had no idea you were Norse ;D. No won...Olfo, eh? I had no idea you were Norse ;D. No wonder you don't mind the thought of a year of medieval Scandinaviana.<BR/>Of course, I KNOW you're not medieval or even middle-aged. I wasn't born yesteday you know.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11539948.post-1143996366095064342006-04-02T12:46:00.000-04:002006-04-02T12:46:00.000-04:00Alacke and weilawaye, wel I woot thatte we can nat...Alacke and weilawaye, wel I woot thatte we can nat alle be ywedded to largesse of purs and to vesseles alle of golde. Y lik the goode, trewe, and olde housbondes for richesse. Natheless, Y lik welle the lustie and yonge housbonde for likerousnesse and daliaunce.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11539948.post-1143958056382804352006-04-02T01:07:00.000-05:002006-04-02T01:07:00.000-05:00Happy April Fools Day Marly,I wanted you to tell t...Happy April Fools Day Marly,<BR/><BR/>I wanted you to tell the Pot Boy that although tis true, I am no "Wife of Bath", I would have married Rich the first time, if I could find out where he lives. Alas I am now wed to the palace pauper, er knight... <BR/><BR/>I now too, go off to do the dreaded taxes. If tears form on the screen thou shalt know why.blog queenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17229423128584570391noreply@blogger.com