Muldoon Elder's Blog
Jun.08.2011
(To Antonio: From Shakespeare's Merchant of Venice)
"Signior Antonio, many a time and oft.." (Is only the beginning).
When I was a young rascal I enjoyed memorizing poems by Robert Frost and Willy Shakespeare.
Recently though, I had a long distance conversation with a poet friend who...
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Nov.10.2010
Freedom of Speech
I don’t like seat belts. They restrict my freedom.
Freedom of movement is not only physical. It is also psychological. So what to do, since the law says that I must buckle up?
Okay, let’s start with that “law.” No, let’s start with “the law” in general: It is “the law” that...
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Oct.06.2010
We loved to insult my Aunt Harriet, especially when she wasn’t expecting it. Behind her back and occasionally, very occasionally, to her face, we called her Aunt ‘Biff-The-Bean.’ She was ‘‘Aunt Elegant’s’’ younger sister but she looked older than Aunt Olive. The two of them, though both maiden...
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Jul.29.2010
I don't know why I'm taking so much time to describe a piece of cement.
It was a long walkway that was about eight to ten feet wide and more or less two feet thick. The cement had the appearance of being waxed to a kind of satiny shininess, and even in warm weather it stayed cool and...
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Feb.10.2010
An Evening With Elitzian Drajek
Then there were the three of them that lived together as a group; Lucian Maxwell, a big good-natured always grinning American Indian fellow that the artist Don LaViere Turner has sent around to help me with my new endeavor, and Lucian’s red-headed freckled-faced...
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