| Tuesday, May 07, 2002 |
 | As ever, I don't quite know what compels me to take online tests. Some lunatic quest for self-knowledge? An attempt to throw perspectivism after perspectivism into the existential void? Not being entirely comfortable viewing hunkswithstumps.com at work?
In any case, it turns out this time that I am Sylvia Plath, Maya Angelou and Carl Sandburg.
Now let's just wait one moment here, spunky. Sylvia is pretty much a shoo-in (bit broody, wide mouth, dislikes cooking and Ted Hughes). Sandburg I can deal with, in a "why can't I be Frank o'Hara?" way. But Maya frickin' Angelou? Oprah in verse? I think the Hell not.
Let's go through this one more time, Maya. The caged bird doesn't sing because it remembers being free. The caged bird doesn't sing at all. It cries. It just sounds like singing. Mmmmmkay?
0 Comments:
| |
| |
|
Venusberg.org finds Blogger very attractive...
|
|
|
elsewhere:
Interconnected
Plasticbag
Oh Skylab
Barcablog
Orbyn
moreover:
Brainsluice
Mo Morgan
Mothninja
Tajmahal
Wherever y'are
Prandial Post
thereafter:
Toby Kay
McCargow
Blogadoon
LinkMachineGo
Methylsalicylate
Hammersley
Joeblog
Grayblog
the Collective
Nick Jordan
Kooky Mojo
Betty Woo
Moth
Mr. Thomas G
the author:
danATvenusberg.org
and finally...
the archives
|
