Garten literarischer Wirrungen / Garden of Literary Confusion

Why can’t I think of any? It’s not that they’re all the same to me. But ever since yesterday, when I started thinking the matter over,...

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That purple haze finally appears to be lifting. Jimi chords are coming closer, the distortion is ebbing away. Soon there will only be on...

so much depends upon a red wheel barrow glazed with rain water beside the white chickens. – William Carlos Williams Deutsche Ü...

You do ignite that rotten side of me – now please be gone, old fart – depart! – Felix Morgenstern (© 2010) Written around depart, ignit...

Alors vint la salsa... – Gino Ducreuil I      The salsa enters on the tiptoes of celery its bongos are maroon leathery mushrooms    ...

“Here’s your room – there’s your view of the Alps. On good days you can see the Zugspitze. Did you see it on the way? There’s one place a...

When pigs cease to fly it’s time to say good-bye. I’ve had enough of you and all the times I’d woo you with four leaves of clover. Se...

The wingambat The wingambat haunteth through weerowarowood, the ruby fingoor taunteth, and cruelly laughs the drood. – Christian Morgenstern...

One result from Linguasso - dynamic emotional design "linguasso (for lingual and Picasso) creates totally random works of art, compose...

Inspired, in a rather roundabout way, by Rickie Lee Jones ' song Running from Mercy from "Traffic From Paradise" (1993): Oh s...