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Robert Charles Linford
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Robert
Post Number: 4579
Registered: 3-2003
| | Posted on Tuesday, June 21, 2005 - 7:12 am: | 
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Nice one, George T Christopher.
Robert |
Robert Charles Linford
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Robert
Post Number: 4602
Registered: 3-2003
| | Posted on Monday, June 27, 2005 - 4:09 pm: |
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POOR BLIND JACK
Poor blind Jack he feels his way
Tapping with his knife before
Turning cobbles into clay
Sharpest crutch you ever saw
Jack he colours can recall
Blue and yellow, red and green
Long ago before the fall
In the land of Might Have Been
Jack he plunges paws in flowers
Distant scents to re-create
Feels how beauty quickly sours
Cuts Kate's nose to spite his fate
Robert |
Natalie Severn
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Severn
Post Number: 2118
Registered: 11-2003
| | Posted on Monday, June 27, 2005 - 4:52 pm: |
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Quite touching imagery here Robert and I like the tap,tapping of the stick at the beginning.
I love the play of evil and beauty
and the idea of a thwarted aesthete.
Natalie |
Robert Charles Linford
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Robert
Post Number: 4603
Registered: 3-2003
| | Posted on Monday, June 27, 2005 - 5:34 pm: |
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Thanks Natalie. It feels good to write a poem once in a while.
Robert |
AP Wolf
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Apwolf
Post Number: 2246
Registered: 2-2003
| | Posted on Monday, June 27, 2005 - 6:03 pm: |
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Jack was raw
with poor macaw
hated it's power
that flying flower
despised it's scent
and where it went
up in air
without care
bring it down
down on ground
Lovely little poem, Robert.
I felt the tropics and the end. |
Robert Charles Linford
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Robert
Post Number: 4604
Registered: 3-2003
| | Posted on Monday, June 27, 2005 - 6:26 pm: |
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Thanks AP
And now Jack's a bird
A Norwegian Blue
Beautiful plumage
And strong cage too
Nailed to the perch
Of theory search
Jack is late
And Jack is no more
But it isn't Jack's fate
To fall on the floor
Perched for ever 'twixt heaven and earth
Jack is doomed to eternal rebirth
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AP Wolf
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Apwolf
Post Number: 2334
Registered: 2-2003
| | Posted on Thursday, July 28, 2005 - 5:37 pm: |
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And Caz she dance on in tartan mini skirt
And with that Druid she does flirt
Any old port in storm
When tired old diary lost its form
And has sag in belly
Only east enders on telly
To alleviate boredom
Back to Casebook forum
A thousand threads
That book still unread
With first page turned
Nothing learned
Nothing new
Only borrowed
Sad old crew
Shuffles off in sorrow.
Pats her paunch
New ship to launch
All will be well
In Liverpool Hell.
Wheres Brighton? |
Natalie Severn
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Severn
Post Number: 2247
Registered: 11-2003
| | Posted on Thursday, July 28, 2005 - 6:39 pm: |
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AP!
I used to love your stories about Uncle Charles
-and those other written creations of yours - those marvellous ,perverse, poems that sometimes gave insight into the way his mind might have worked.........
I dont like this new type much though...
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Robert Charles Linford
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Robert
Post Number: 4732
Registered: 3-2003
| | Posted on Thursday, July 28, 2005 - 6:43 pm: |
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AP, "sag belly" reminds me of a Ted Hughes poem. Are you saying that Caz is a pike? Shurely shome mishtake...
Robert |
Natalie Severn
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Severn
Post Number: 2248
Registered: 11-2003
| | Posted on Thursday, July 28, 2005 - 6:53 pm: |
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Mmmm-thats what I was wondering!
Well now Robert,you are the other half of this decadent poet duo with your astonishing sacred potter rocking to his fire!
Where are they these days these works of art? |
Robert Charles Linford
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Robert
Post Number: 4733
Registered: 3-2003
| | Posted on Thursday, July 28, 2005 - 8:56 pm: |
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Hi Natalie
Am sitting up all night tonight so I will have a bash but it will probably be crap.
Robert |
Robert Charles Linford
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Robert
Post Number: 4735
Registered: 3-2003
| | Posted on Thursday, July 28, 2005 - 9:54 pm: |
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I KNOW A SHORTCUT
One less scrubber sadly pissed
One more scrubber briefly missed
One more killer does his leap
Snatching knowledge on the cheap
Sailor's yarn for sinking soul
Cuts a trench to plug a hole
Hellish fires belch red from funnel
Light the loony digging tunnel
One less vessel ocean bobbing
One less pirate trade route robbing
Sea will spit him on some beach
Out of time and out of reach
Robert |
AP Wolf
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Apwolf
Post Number: 2335
Registered: 2-2003
| | Posted on Friday, July 29, 2005 - 9:51 am: |
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Yes, Natalie, I agree, it was unworthy.
However I should like to point out that the words were certainly not directed against Caz - who I like very much indeed - but rather at her great adventure, the Dairy, and the continuing efforts of folk to squeeze a few more drops of rancid milk out of that dry old udder.
By my reckoning that blot of a book has not advanced the cause of the Jack world one jot, and in fact I believe we all walk backwards today because of it.
Brilliant poem, by the way, Robert. |
Natalie Severn
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Severn
Post Number: 2249
Registered: 11-2003
| | Posted on Friday, July 29, 2005 - 4:12 pm: |
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AP,
No problem-just didnt quite get the Caz connection - but regarding the "dairy"---well---"chacun a son gout" as they say-I can"t get worked up myself AP about its veracity or not but understand that passions get aroused around the issue ....
Yes Robert,"brilliant" is the right word for your superb linguistic wizardry!
Very refreshing too to see the poetry thread alive and fluttering out those poisonous "fleur du mal"petals again!
Natalie |
Suzi Hanney
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Suzi
Post Number: 2811
Registered: 7-2003
| | Posted on Friday, July 29, 2005 - 4:18 pm: |
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Wandering lonely..
as a cloud?
Hoping I'd be lost
in the crowd
Within..
Without..
and in between,
Never noticed
Never seen.
Just off of the top of my head before taking to my bed before 2 weeks in Spain....dunno just felt thats how the girls may have felt!
Catch you all in 2 weeks
Love
Suzi x |
Natalie Severn
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Severn
Post Number: 2250
Registered: 11-2003
| | Posted on Friday, July 29, 2005 - 4:49 pm: |
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Like the bubble on the fountain
they were gone and forever!
[cant remember who wrote the words but thought I"d nick them just the same!].
By yourself Suzi?-Hey -be careful not to go getting brutalised out there on your own-
or is that feeding a few fantasies? |
Suzi Hanney
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Suzi
Post Number: 2815
Registered: 7-2003
| | Posted on Friday, July 29, 2005 - 4:53 pm: |
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Nats!!! not on my own!!!!! Bloody hell brutalised..... fantasies???certainly is!!!!
Take care Nats and take care of the boards eh!!!
Love Suz xxxxxxxx |
Suzi Hanney
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Suzi
Post Number: 2816
Registered: 7-2003
| | Posted on Friday, July 29, 2005 - 4:57 pm: |
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Bubbles?
POP!!
and they went...
for more.........
POP!!!
(goes the easel!! well for a week or two!!!)
Suz x |
Natalie Severn
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Severn
Post Number: 2252
Registered: 11-2003
| | Posted on Friday, July 29, 2005 - 5:24 pm: |
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I see! Dont forget,bring back lots of different sized momentos----- |
Robert Charles Linford
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Robert
Post Number: 4737
Registered: 3-2003
| | Posted on Friday, July 29, 2005 - 5:50 pm: |
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Thanks folks.
I can't get worked up about the Diary either but understand that some of the people on these Boards have argued the toss about it for several years.
Robert |
Caroline Anne Morris
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Caz
Post Number: 1969
Registered: 2-2003
| | Posted on Wednesday, August 03, 2005 - 4:24 am: |
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I'll stop, AP, when Stephen finds
He's walking backwards with you,
And decides to pull the plug at last
on the 'dairy' boards and crew.
Walking backwards and pulling wrong udders is a popular pastime around here, whether it's having Mike go down in history as a forger because 'he deserves it' (bugger whether he actually could have done it), or Cutbush as a trophy-taking, throat-slashing, mutilating serial killer, during the latter half of 1888, because he got caught stabbing ladies' bottoms at a later date. But my words have as much chance of stopping you pulling on your favourite udder, as your words have of pulling me away from my double creamy dairy - and thank goodness for that, I say.
Sorry the last bit isn't in verse.
Love,
Caz
X |
AP Wolf
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Apwolf
Post Number: 2348
Registered: 2-2003
| | Posted on Wednesday, August 03, 2005 - 2:51 pm: |
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Caz
You are just such a lovely and intelligent person that I would dearly like to see you involved in some other form or manner with the case that doesn't involve that tiresome Dairy. |
Caroline Anne Morris
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Caz
Post Number: 1980
Registered: 2-2003
| | Posted on Friday, August 05, 2005 - 4:59 am: |
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Well thanks for that, AP, I'm more than flattered.
But on my death bed I'll be saying:
"That tiresome Dairy mattered".
Love,
Caz
X |
AP Wolf
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Apwolf
Post Number: 2353
Registered: 2-2003
| | Posted on Friday, August 05, 2005 - 2:05 pm: |
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de nada, Caz, my pleasure.
I guess you will be saying that tiresome mantra.
But I would still urge you to use your power and reasoning in other areas of this case.
You make Cornball look like old cheese. |
AP Wolf
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Apwolf
Post Number: 2354
Registered: 2-2003
| | Posted on Friday, August 05, 2005 - 2:14 pm: |
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I offer a little prayer to those departed
through that rusty gate where all are carted
final creaking of old hinge
damn this life, damn this thing
all ends and no beginning
damn cup is empty or always brimming
sod leads to turf
death to birth
all things perished
but rare things
cherished.
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Robert Charles Linford
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Robert
Post Number: 4741
Registered: 3-2003
| | Posted on Friday, August 05, 2005 - 3:30 pm: |
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Wonderful little poem, AP. Thanks.
Robert |
Robert Charles Linford
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Robert
Post Number: 4764
Registered: 3-2003
| | Posted on Thursday, August 11, 2005 - 3:12 pm: |
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OUTDOOR GAMES NEAR WHITECHAPEL
When girls and boys came out to play
Who was it stayed at home all day?
He who only plays at night,
Twisted games through twisted sight.
No, not pulling wings off flies
Pulling worse things as the old witch dies.
Smashing the oven, filthy and caked
Where Hansel and Gretel were tortured and baked.
Stuffing his pockets with strangest goods,
Off down the lane and out of the woods.
Robert
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Natalie Severn
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Severn
Post Number: 2272
Registered: 11-2003
| | Posted on Thursday, August 11, 2005 - 6:26 pm: |
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These two little poems are quite brilliant!
Thanks Robert and AP.
Natalie |
Robert Charles Linford
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Robert
Post Number: 4766
Registered: 3-2003
| | Posted on Thursday, August 11, 2005 - 6:36 pm: |
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Thanks Natalie. It's good to do one every so often.
Robert |
Robert Charles Linford
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Robert
Post Number: 4771
Registered: 3-2003
| | Posted on Friday, August 12, 2005 - 7:24 am: |
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Or even two.
IN TRIPLICATE
Forget dark deeds and perversion
All that stuff's old hat
I'll give you a different version
'Twould please a bureaucrat.
"I'll kill you," said Jacky to Kate,
"And I'll feel your vitals warm."
She answered, "There'll be a short wait
While I give you a murder form.
Now what will you be requiring to take?"
"Your innerds," said Jack in surprise.
"Then you will need a list to make."
"Do I have to?" asked Jack with glazed eyes.
"Oh yes. Please indicate clearly.
The kidneys - right or left?
And all of the womb, or nearly?
And is it a loan or a theft?
Some day you'll be topping yourself, I guess.
A suicide form is available.
But if you do, you'll change your address
So is the cemetery mailable?
And will you carry on ripping?
Please let us know if you can't.
If you find your powers slipping
You may qualify for a grant.
I'll see you again in a year
When I've processed your forms in each part."
Jack shed a little tear
Turned and ripped out his own heart.
Robert
(Message edited by Robert on August 12, 2005) |
Natalie Severn
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Severn
Post Number: 2275
Registered: 11-2003
| | Posted on Friday, August 12, 2005 - 6:22 pm: |
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Loved this Robert!Could see Kate acting a bit daft
like this somehow-hand on his chest gently humouring him while noting hazily the wild glint
in his eye.... |
Robert Charles Linford
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Robert
Post Number: 4777
Registered: 3-2003
| | Posted on Friday, August 12, 2005 - 6:36 pm: |
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Hi Natalie
"Wild glint", yes...think of the number of aliases he'd be forced to put down....Jack the Ripper, East End murderer, Whitechapel Fiend, Leather Apron, unknown miscreant...
Robert |
Donald Souden
Chief Inspector
Username: Supe
Post Number: 718
Registered: 10-2003
| | Posted on Wednesday, August 31, 2005 - 9:02 pm: |
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Okay, not JtR but Lizzie B. and only at the urging of RCL;
Standing before the Borden Home in Fall River, Massachusetts
A silence strange surrounds the street, somehow
Preserving evermore the memories
Of its disgrace; sodden sounds hang heavy in
The air, echoes of that summer long ago
When time forever stopped on Second Street.
Lizzie Borden took an ax
Gave her mother forty whacks
When she saw what she had done
Gave her father forty-one.
Mere years can't mute the shrieking sounds, nor cleanse
The crimson that shall ever stain that house
And Borden name. The curtains now are drawn --
Even as they were that fateful day -- but they
Can't hide the guilt that lurks within there still.
"He was so bad at foreign languages he needed subtitles to watch Marcel Marceau."
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Robert Charles Linford
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Robert
Post Number: 4907
Registered: 3-2003
| | Posted on Thursday, September 01, 2005 - 6:23 am: |
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Very nice poem, Don. Thanks for posting it.
Robert |
Christopher T George
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Chrisg
Post Number: 1659
Registered: 2-2003
| | Posted on Saturday, November 05, 2005 - 9:05 pm: |
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His Master's Voice
"Daddy, is he talking into the trumpet?
"Dog looking at and listening to a Phonograph"
Francis Barraud entitled his painting when Mark,
his brother, and Mark's bull terrier were dead.
An actual dog born at the time of Jack the Ripper,
only this is Nipper not Ripper, known for nipping
the backs of people's legs and for chasing rats
and pheasants in Richmond Park. Is he listening
--or talking to his master in the after life?
The dog's silent howl, ear cocked to listen.
The label on a 78 going round and round.
Christopher T. George
See Erik Østergaard - The History of Nipper and His Master's Voice
(Message edited by chrisg on November 05, 2005)
Christopher T. George
North American Editor
Ripperologist
http://www.ripperologist.info
http://christophertgeorge.blogspot.com/
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Natalie Severn
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Severn
Post Number: 2573
Registered: 11-2003
| | Posted on Sunday, November 06, 2005 - 11:22 am: |
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Lovely idea for a poem Chris----I often wondered if that dog existed or not.I still have a few of my grandmother"s Caruso records and my Parents
Paul Robson Records all with him on the disc!
Thanks so much for such a novel poem!
Natalie |
Suzi Hanney
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Suzi
Post Number: 3204
Registered: 7-2003
| | Posted on Sunday, November 06, 2005 - 12:27 pm: |
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Chris
Thats good!!!!! The dog was called Nipper!
Still have my fathers Peter Dawsons which is as far as Im concerned ...... the best!!!!!
All together now! 'Old Father Thames'................ |
Suzi Hanney
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Suzi
Post Number: 3205
Registered: 7-2003
| | Posted on Sunday, November 06, 2005 - 12:33 pm: |
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Jack The Nipper!!!!! sod it case closed eh?
Jack-
he nipped-
and ripped-
tore-
and
ran -away
for fun!
what fun!!! the people said
when the tearing-
and the rearing-
became the
fearing-
No one listened.........
x
Suzi |
Robert Charles Linford
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Robert
Post Number: 5240
Registered: 3-2003
| | Posted on Sunday, November 06, 2005 - 1:19 pm: |
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Yes, that was a good one, Chris.
Oh have you seen the doggy with his phonograph and label
A-listening to a record with his ear cocked up?
Robert |
Maria Giordano
Chief Inspector
Username: Mariag
Post Number: 511
Registered: 4-2004
| | Posted on Sunday, November 06, 2005 - 2:03 pm: |
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More Nipper Trivia-
In Albany NY on top of a building that used to house an RCA office is a replica of Nipper-the largest effigy of a dog in the world.
It can be seen for miles.
Here's a link:
http://www.agilitynut.com/critters3.html
(Message edited by mariag on November 06, 2005)
Mags
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Christopher T George
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Chrisg
Post Number: 1661
Registered: 2-2003
| | Posted on Sunday, November 06, 2005 - 2:35 pm: |
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Hi Maria, Robert, Suzi, and Nats
Thank you all for your kind words about my poem and the additional trivia you provided. Actually Nipper is here in Baltimore too. He was at the City Life Museum when photographed below some years ago, but that museum alas is now closed. He has since been moved to the Maryland Historical Society on Monument Street -- the link might give visitors to Baltimore for the next U.S. convention some things to do.  Not sure how the Baltimore effigy measures up sizewise to the Albany one.
Chris
Christopher T. George
North American Editor
Ripperologist
http://www.ripperologist.info
http://christophertgeorge.blogspot.com/
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Maria Giordano
Chief Inspector
Username: Mariag
Post Number: 513
Registered: 4-2004
| | Posted on Sunday, November 06, 2005 - 2:48 pm: |
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Albany Nipper 25' tall, Baltimore 14'.
But Baltimore has the phonograph and horn and Albany only has the dog.
Mags
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Christopher T George
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Chrisg
Post Number: 1662
Registered: 2-2003
| | Posted on Sunday, November 06, 2005 - 3:02 pm: |
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Oh thanks, Maria, no music without the phonograph. 
Chris
Christopher T. George
North American Editor
Ripperologist
http://www.ripperologist.info
http://christophertgeorge.blogspot.com/
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Suzi Hanney
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Suzi
Post Number: 3207
Registered: 7-2003
| | Posted on Sunday, November 06, 2005 - 3:42 pm: |
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Its gorgeous Chris!!!! Good Dog! and close enough for jazz (!!) eh?
LOL
Suzi |
Robert Charles Linford
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Robert
Post Number: 5422
Registered: 3-2003
| | Posted on Thursday, December 22, 2005 - 8:50 am: |
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MRS HARDIMAN
A cat left a mouse by step of back door,
Bleeding and dead, ripped by the claw,
And over the fence went cat to find more.
Many's the mouse that starves in the street,
Many's the cat that's hungry to eat,
And each little mouse is only cat's meat.
Robert |
Suzi Hanney
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Suzi
Post Number: 3451
Registered: 7-2003
| | Posted on Thursday, December 22, 2005 - 3:51 pm: |
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MRS PRATER(aka Diddles)
Upstairs cat,
Despite that..
My Mrs was
Waiting for Mr -
who didnt arrive
Gone to a dive? ..
Is he alive??
No sound of Murder
Think I should ...
..Purr there
......Sleep for a bit
wait..
there....
for...
Kit!
(eeeeeh Kat!!)
Suzi |
Natalie Severn
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Severn
Post Number: 2794
Registered: 11-2003
| | Posted on Saturday, January 07, 2006 - 10:35 am: |
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Have only just seen the poems above,nice work everyone-love your one about the cat and mouse Robert!
Ap,I hope noone minds me reproducing a very lovely poem by Sujata Bhatt.She was born in India in 1956 and has had several books of poetry published.Her grandfather was also imprisoned for helping Ghandi:
Nanabhai Bhatt in Prison
At the foot of the Takhteshwar hill
there is an L-shaped house
hidden from the road
by five mango trees
planted by Nanabhai Bhatt.
Huge crows sweep over
the L -shaped terrace,red-beaked green parrots fight over
the mango trees.Some years the monsoons sweep away too much.
It is 1930,1936...
It is 1942:
Nanabhai sits writing for a moment
while my grandmother
gives orders to everyone.
The next day,he lands in prison again:
thrown inwithout a trial
for helping Ghandhiji
for Civil Disobedience.
One semester in college
I spent hours picturing him:
a thin man with large hands,my grandfather in the middle
of the night,in the middle of writing,
between ideas he pauses to read
from Tennyson,his favourite-
maybe he knew your grandfather Ap? |
AP Wolf
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Apwolf
Post Number: 3065
Registered: 2-2003
| | Posted on Sunday, January 08, 2006 - 4:32 am: |
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Lovely poem, Natalie, very much giving the feeling of total helplessness that went with the difficult times in India then.
The writer is definitely related to the family as was her father, but it is something I'm still looking at. |
Natalie Severn
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Severn
Post Number: 2806
Registered: 11-2003
| | Posted on Sunday, January 08, 2006 - 10:14 am: |
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I am glad you liked it Ap.She is one of my favourite
modern poets.I heard her at Brentford some years ago
She just wore blue jeans and a T shirt and looked like any other young student.But when she read her poetry it was with such lyricism and grace that she mesmerised her audience.
I do hope you will soon be able give more time to looking into your antecedents-----it sounds as though it could yield a treasure house of information.
I too have been beginning to look at the history of my [maternal gt] grandfather who was killed during the launching of the Titanic.I saw this reenacted on a recent TV documentary about the building of this ill fated ship.My Gt Grandfather was one of the ship"s engineers named James Dobbin.The documentary really brought home his violent death and the pathos of it,even though it showed it happening only briefly.
They named my Gt Grandfather and so it brought it home.
Good Luck with your own researches anyway
Natalie |
Suzi Hanney
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Suzi
Post Number: 3576
Registered: 7-2003
| | Posted on Sunday, January 08, 2006 - 11:42 am: |
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Agh Nats MY grandfather was a steward on the White Star line....sailed on th Olympic and if it wasn't for the fact he was a tad 'tired (!) and missed the boat train to Southampton would have been on the Titanic (My Grandmother never forgave him..........till he arrived a few days later!)He was also on the Ophir on the Royal cruise etc
I have a good friend round the corner here whose Gt Grandfather was in the 'band' and went down too its all very sad isn't it
Suzi
'The multitude is always in the wrong'-Dillon Wentworth Earl of Roscommon 1633?-1685
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AP Wolf
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Apwolf
Post Number: 3067
Registered: 2-2003
| | Posted on Sunday, January 08, 2006 - 1:02 pm: |
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Yes, Natalie, I have found out a little more.
The main thing being that it was not a good idea to be a prince or Maharajah of Cooch Behar.
They went down like flies, even The Times was forced to comment that they had never seen princes die off this quick ever before.
Four of 'em went down between 1911 and 1937.
My advice:
If you are related to the this family in any manner or form like I supposedly am, do not cross roads, and under no circumstances accept a crown. |
Robert Charles Linford
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Robert
Post Number: 5527
Registered: 3-2003
| | Posted on Sunday, January 08, 2006 - 1:46 pm: |
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It looks as though it would be bad luck for me to ever cross a road with AP, or sail on a ship with Natalie and Suzi.
I know someone who's extremely interested in the Titanic, so all info welcome. I thought the Kenneth More film was great, but I didn't see Di Caprio because 1. he looks like Norman Lamont 2. I don't like romances (except for Wuthering Heights).
Robert |
Natalie Severn
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Severn
Post Number: 2807
Registered: 11-2003
| | Posted on Sunday, January 08, 2006 - 2:55 pm: |
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Robert,
I dont know much more yet but intend to find out,The Titanic Society did email me just before Christmas and I havent yet got back to them.Will let you know if anything comes of it
Suzi, That was a near miss if ever there was one!
Ap,
It seems there are still many disputed areas since partition.Maybe you are wise to research as much as possible before doing anything else in connection with your Grandfather.
I hope you dont mind me quoting a few more lines from another of Sujata Bhatt"s poems:
Its from a poem called,"A Different History"
Great Pan is not dead;
he simply emigrated
to India.
Here,the gods roam freely,
disguised as monkeys;
every tree is sacred
and it is a sin
to be rude to a book.
It is a sin to shove a book aside
with your foot,
a sin to slam books down
hard on the table,
a sin to toss one carelessly
across a room.
You must learn how to turn the pages gently
without disturbing Sarasvati,*
without offending the tree
from whose wood the paper was made.
*Sarasvati: the goddess of knowledge.She presides over all the fine arts and is worshipped in libraries
[there is a part two but I will leave it there-I have often used this poem in classes of young
pupils of 10 yrs----they love to hear it!]
There has been such attention to the Arts in India
-cinema,dance,poetry,the novel,folktales and painting.Only now through the comparitively new
"Bollywood" is anything getting much attention
over here though.I cant say I am that keen Bollywood though.
Natalie |
Suzi Hanney
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Suzi
Post Number: 3579
Registered: 7-2003
| | Posted on Sunday, January 08, 2006 - 3:00 pm: |
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Nats-
The Great God Pan is not dead!
despite what Browning said!
Suzi
'The multitude is always in the wrong'-Dillon Wentworth Earl of Roscommon 1633?-1685
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Natalie Severn
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Severn
Post Number: 2808
Registered: 11-2003
| | Posted on Sunday, January 08, 2006 - 3:05 pm: |
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Suzi!
thats a point-never saw the link----thanks Susi!
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AP Wolf
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Apwolf
Post Number: 3068
Registered: 2-2003
| | Posted on Sunday, January 08, 2006 - 4:59 pm: |
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That's another lovely poem, Natalie.
My grandfather and his brothers also wrote poetry, I must see if I can find some of it.
As my old cottage is derelict and bereft of a ruler, if I can get it back I'll turn it into an institute for Indian poets.
I'm sure there is room for one or two to bed down there, and compose.
If me old mate Robert has the time perhaps he would post an image of me old cottage here? |
Robert Charles Linford
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Robert
Post Number: 5528
Registered: 3-2003
| | Posted on Sunday, January 08, 2006 - 5:39 pm: |
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A very snug, homely little place it is too.
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Natalie Severn
Assistant Commissioner
Username: Severn
Post Number: 2809
Registered: 11-2003
| | Posted on Sunday, January 08, 2006 - 6:11 pm: |
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It looks like the palaces on the Grand Canal in Venice Ap---semi derelict but in a way still magnificent!
It would probably cost a fortune to renovate
but maybe you could propose a scheme to develop it as an Arts Centre and get a grant or develop it as a hotel-----but you might need backers for smething as grandiose as that!
Thanks for posting pics of this" cosy little cottage" Robert!
Natalie |
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