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"Narrative epic poems of 24 chapters each, The Bushiad and The Idyossey use satire and irony to cover events during nine months from December 2002 through September 2003, and were inspired by events as they occurred."
Work-safe if you are allowed to read epic poetry.
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As I, fresh from the train, walked down the sidewalk this morning, a young Marine in dress uniform saluted me. This confused me considerably until I realized he was reflexively saluting the flag in front of the Theology building, which we both passed at the same moment in opposite directions.
Or, to add a certain unity to this post:
Just as when, after the strike has ended, the crowded bus departing from the honey-rich lands of grey-eyed Athene ferries its passengers, nauseous from the motion and the smoke of cigarettes, to the round and echoing tomb of doomed Agamemnon; moving now here, now there, it flees the dangerous turning cliff-edged roads with greatest speed, while at every church the black-clad widows make the holy sign, head to navel, right to left -- just so in this way similarly likewise the soldier pays the honor due the star-bespangléd banner, only different.
"Narrative epic poems of 24 chapters each, The Bushiad and The Idyossey use satire and irony to cover events during nine months from December 2002 through September 2003, and were inspired by events as they occurred."
Work-safe if you are allowed to read epic poetry.
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As I, fresh from the train, walked down the sidewalk this morning, a young Marine in dress uniform saluted me. This confused me considerably until I realized he was reflexively saluting the flag in front of the Theology building, which we both passed at the same moment in opposite directions.
Or, to add a certain unity to this post:
Just as when, after the strike has ended, the crowded bus departing from the honey-rich lands of grey-eyed Athene ferries its passengers, nauseous from the motion and the smoke of cigarettes, to the round and echoing tomb of doomed Agamemnon; moving now here, now there, it flees the dangerous turning cliff-edged roads with greatest speed, while at every church the black-clad widows make the holy sign, head to navel, right to left -- just so in this way similarly likewise the soldier pays the honor due the star-bespangléd banner, only different.
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Date: 2004-03-29 12:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-30 07:10 am (UTC)I came upon it via Classics-L (http://lsv.uky.edu/archives/classics-l.html).