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   They are literally a measurement of time.   
      
   If George ever posts the entire poem (or even the second line), I may   
   change my reading of it.  But for now, that is the most that anyone can   
   legitimately make of it.   
      
   >   
   > aka lies and misrepresentations.   
      
   >>>> We're only discussing one line of each poem. I got his symbolism merely   
   >>>> by a reading of one line, and saw it as a good simile. I also got   
   >>>> NastyGoon's simile by the same reading of one line, and on reflection   
   >>>> see it as a bad simile.   
   >>>   
   >>> You see what you want to see, George.   
   >>   
   >> Ho, hum.   
   >   
   > That's pretty funny coming from Michael Pendragon aka Harry Lime, who   
   > regularly makes things up as he goes along and of course then posts them   
   > in with his usual lies and misrepresentations.   
      
   Just because you're incapable of following a logical train of thought   
   based on sentence composition, doesn't mean that it's made up, Donkey.   
      
   >   
   >>>>>> Second, if one wanted to say that their memories were oppressive (as you   
   >>>>>> say NG is trying to express with their simile) doesn't make sense   
   >>>>>> either, because (in addition to not normally stacking up in piles),   
   >>>>>> "read newspapers" aren't oppressive either.   
   >>>>   
   >>>>> I sure as hell felt oppressive feelings (claustrophobia, suffocation)   
   >>>>> when entering her house through the yellowing stacks.  Old newspapers   
   >>>>> have a distinctive odor as well, which lends to the feelings of   
   >>>>> suffocation.   
   >>>>   
   >>>> Your Great Aunt's house? Well, assuming that you didn't just make her up   
   >>>> to defend your "colleague's" simile, I'll point out that readers who   
   >>>> didn't have a Great Aunt like yours would have no idea why newspapers   
   >>>> were oppressive. They'd see it as a bad simile which ruins the line,   
   >>>> just as I do.   
   >>>   
   >>> And, again, I'm willing to venture that they immediately pick up on the   
   >>> similarity between stacks of *read* newspapers and memories.  One   
   >>> doesn't need to have had a clinically depressed Great Aunt to recognize   
   >>> that.   
   >>   
   >> Well, the only way to tell what other readers will think of NastyGoon's   
   >> line is if their poem gets any other readers. Good luck to them.   
   >   
   > Is the poem even available for reading and commenting on Usenet?   
   >   
   > I haven't seen it anywhere here that I know of.   
      
   The poem was submitted to The Official AAPC Facebook Group for inclusion   
   in our monthy publication, "A Year of Sundays" which is due out at the   
   beginning of March.  You'll be able to read it in its entirety there.   
      
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   --- SoupGate-DOS v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)