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IN THE BEGINNING …

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“What ten words do ye bequeath to humanity?” A daunting, haunting question;

ever since, Arthur’s been haunted; by both answer, and question.

Thus began the dreamy soirees whence revelations begat veritable epiphanies,

begetting an epic quest, to answer burning questions, poetically.

Why poetically? Easy; while poetry’s harder to compose than prose; it’s elegantly

far more emotive than one may ever aspire to be … prosaically.

Of earthly forms of written expression most like (Art imagines), heavenly hymns,

between chapter and verse ’tis verse that’s most favored by Him.

Art composes on 3 levels, using 140 character tweets to metamorphose into 980

character blog logs … to a manuscript … a poor man’s, publicity.

Twitter’s 140 character algorithm’s been, for Art, a useful revelation, surprisingly

utilitarian in marketing … education … and in composing poetry.

So, Arthur Everman’s Free School of Poetry; art, , on Twitter;

poetic epigrams … no matter the languages … of the tweeters.

140 Characters … to a Rhyme

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#Twitterfiction Harder to write than prose yet poetic expression is more elegantly

emotive by far, than one may ever aspire to, prosaically.

As the form of written expression most like, in #twitterfiction, a lyrical hymn,

between chapter and verse … verse is most favored … by Him.

To wit, the superlative verse of the great poets, amongst them, in #twitterfiction,

Ovid, Emily, Robert, Maya and, the immortal … William.

Willy’s rep towers. He is among the best of the west. #Twitterfiction-ally, the best

in the east … Khalil and Rumi; three … of the best.

Inspired by Him, Willy, Rumi, Ovid, and Emily, Art knows; one could do worse, in

#twitterfiction, than aspire to a poet’s, sublime, diction.

Twitter’s one hundred and forty character formula is, in #twitterfiction,

surprisingly, educational; useful, in marketing and … education.

#Twitterfiction: If, prior to an 83rd character, prospective tweeters bring to end

then a first line, then … with a rhyme … one may … end.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Wise Willy … on Love

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“If you love and get hurt, love more.
If you love more and hurt more, love even more.
If you love even more and get hurt even more, love some more
until it hurts no more …”

Harder to write and to read than prose, but poetry
expresses far more elegantly, passionately
and emotively than one may ever, hopefully,
aspire to … prosaically.

A form of written expression … so seemingly … like lyrical hymn,
has been … historically … so seemingly … favored by Him.
To wit, the superlative verse of the great poets, amongst them,
Ovid, Emily, Robert … and the immortal … William.

Shakespeare’s reputation, amongst thoughtful (wo)men
is amongst … the best … of the west.
It is complemented by the east’s, Khalil Gibran;
between them; amongst the best … of the best.

And so it has been that inspired by Him, Willy,
Khalil, Ovid, Robert and Emily, et. al., when expressively
needing to deliver a passionate message … dramatically,
authors know; there’s no better way … than poetically.

Accordingly, “If you love more and hurt more, love even more.
If you love even more and get hurt even more,
love some more
until it hurts no more …”

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Arthur beat out a drumbeat. Part breezy, part bluesy, the total of its parts, in #twitterfiction, ought to have been newsy … nonfictional … fiction.

Me knew better. Art too beat back a certainty; even a very rosy #twitterfiction epilog will not improve his odds of saving Earth beyond … near nil … (not!).

But Me knows better than that too. Me is author and editor. Me makes universes. Me’s the ability to tweak in #twitterfiction … with verse or tweet … a galaxy … and thee.

Verse snugly fits within tweets. Me knows this. Art learned it. That’s why Me liked Art’s #twitterfiction verse, as a way to MOST implausibly … save the Earth.

Talk about Zeitgeist. My galactic alignment (that it’s Mayan, is in error), capitalism and communism, Lady Gaga, and now, in #twitterfiction … Kim Jong Un.

Young ones: Ones such as Kim Jong Un and you; wrest power from powers that be and Benny, Bo and Twit proxies. Your destiny fits snugly… in #twitterfiction surrealities.

Fitting into #twitterfiction reality isn’t near enough in fact, for that so-called reality’s, surreality in fact. How to jibe … your surreality … with My reality?