<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=460238" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Synecdoche</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Darling, we need to talk...<br>no not here and now; in private..<br>it's about synecdoche...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">yes, I know you thought that it's just<br>one of those things that poets worry about...<br>but not any more...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">it's like eating of the fruit of<br>the tree of knowledge - now we can't forget<br>that it's like it is, now, no longer like it was then..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">synecdoche means, taking the part for the whole...<br>like in poetry, 'living by the sword'<br>when you mean, throwing a whole army into<br>removing one tyrant, when in the old days<br>you just sent in hired assassins, got on with life...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">anyway the point is, I've been getting far too many e-mails<br>about.. well.. 'satisfying' you... implying that<br>if I don't keep up with Mr Jones down the road<br>(and yes, we're on the same rugger team, <br>I see him in the showers...) <br>that if I don't - well, you know -<br>Mr Jones may, er, extend his favours<br>in your dire erection, sorry, mistyped that one...<br>guess my Freudian slip is showing...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and now I see they've started e-mailing you<br>with much the same message - that<br>for Christmas prezzie, shared between us<br>(that's one crossed off the list...) -</div><div style="margin:10px 0">well, should it be the vacuum pump (gift-wrapped<br>under discreet plain mailing cover) , <br>or should I try the old-fashioned weights<br>('Sorry, he's not available right now, <br>he's weight-training behind closed doors...') , <br>or should I go for patches? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Darling, you're so sensible about these things -<br>how do you feel about this, considering<br>our forty years of married life, and how you feel<br>about the Mr Jones's in your future plans? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">yes, synecdoche - taking the, er, part, for the hole<br>(oops, another sp....guess it's getting to me...) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">but let's remember, darling - synecdoche also says<br>that he (and she) who just live by the sword<br>then perish by the sword... should we consult<br>the GP, in view of my heart condition...? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">darling, I leave it all to you -<br>yes, ask the other girls next time<br>you have a Summers party...<br>I'll check the new small print<br>they've added to the life insurance policy...</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Michael+Shepherd">Michael Shepherd</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=460238" data-title="Synecdoche de Michael Shepherd" data-description="Darling, we need to talk... no not here and now; in private.. it's about synecdoche... yes, I know you thought that it's just one of those things that poets worry about... but not any more... it's like eating of the fruit of the tree of knowledg..."></div> </div> </div>

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