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Shouldn't a great museum foster serious seeing before all else?

quote by Mark Stevens
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I Shouldn't … but, I do.

I like the way you look at me,
Every time you look at me...
I shouldn't
But I do
I shouldn't
But I do.
I like the way you talk to me,
When you say the things you shouldn't be...
I shouldn't
But I do
I shouldn't
But I do.
I liked the feeling of your company,
When you'd carve out some time for me...
I shouldn't
But I do
I shouldn't
But I do.
I like the sound of your voice,
Pulling at me, like I have no choice,
I shouldn't
But I do
I shouldn't
But I do.
Thoughts of you are frequent for me,
Though, I try not to think of you.
I shouldn't
But I do
I shouldn't
But I do.
I can't help that I feel this way,
Believe me, it's much to my dismay,
There wasn't
But,
NOW
There is a
YOU...
If you only knew,
How much I try,
How often I fail..
When I try
To try
Not to think of
YOU.

poem by Rabia Minhas
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I Have Been a Foster

I have been a foster
Long and many a day.
Foster will I be no more-
No longer shoot I may.
Yet have I been a foster.

Hang I will my noble bow
Upon the greenwood bough,
For I cannot shoot in plain
Nor yet in rough
Yet have I been a foster.

Every bow for me is too big.
Mine arrow nigh worn is.
The glue is slipped from the nick.
When I should shoot, I miss.
Yet have I been a foster.

Lady Venus hath commanded me
Out of her court to go.
Right plainly she shewith me
That beauty is my foe.
Yet have I been a foster.

My beard is so hard, God wot,
When I should maidens kiss,
They stand aback and make it strange.
Lo, age is cause of this.
Yet have I been a foster.

Now will I take to me my beads
For and my saints' book,
And pray I will for them that may,
For I may nought but look.
Yet have I been a foster.

poem by Dr. D. Cooper
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Dictatorships foster oppression, dictatorships foster servitude, dictatorships foster cruelty; more abominable is the fact that they foster idiocy.

quote by Jorge Luis Borges
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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The Rare Flower

There's beauty in such a sacred structure, oh,
That thing that is nurtured and loved.
It's quite an occasion.
It's driving me crazy.
I'm not allowed to touch on lust.
I've gotta get a hold of myself.
I mustn't admit it.
I don't see why I shouldn't,
I don't see why I shouldn't,
I don't see why I shouldn't
Pick the rare flower.
I don't see why I shouldn't,
Well I don't see why I shouldn't,
I don't see why I shouldn't
Pick the rare flower.
Whoooo
Walking in a Paradise or Eden,
Whoa, temptation:
Give me one second to succumb.
It's calling me.
With a menacing whisper of,
Magic offer a-charming me./Magical world enchanting me.
Why I've gotta get a hold of myself,
You see, but it ain't easy.
I don't see why I shouldn't,
I don't see why I shouldn't,
I don't see why I shouldn't
Pick the rare flower.
I don't see why I shouldn't,
I don't see why I shouldn't,
I don't see why I shouldn't
Pick the rare flower.
Whoooo

song performed by by Kate Bush
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The Museum of Nothing

Although the museum had nothing on exhibit...
The people not believing this,
Would still come in droves to visit.

They would stand in line to wait.
And pay their fee to gain entry.
And inquire, once inside...
Why was nothing there,
To sustain them with pride.

And from room to vacant room,
They walked behind the tour guide!

So the board of directors,
Decided to please them all.
And changed the name of the museum!
The museum was renamed,
The Museum of Nothing.
And people came in the Winter,
Spring, Summer and Fall.

And 'nothing' it was affectionately called.

Although the museum had nothing on exhibit...
The people not believing this,
Would still come in droves to visit.

They would stand in line to wait.
And pay their fee to gain entry.
Some adjusting to the nothingness.
While others stood for hours,
Just to stare as if in disbelief.

Addicted to anything said to them.
And clearly easy to deceive.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Shouldn't Be Ashamed

To live without a savior, answer to his name,
Shouldn't be afraid, shouldn't be ashamed
Like a kid behind the counter remembering your name,
Shouldn't be afraid, shouldn't be ashamed
If it's not like I told you, then it's still your call
You should live how you want, stay with me, we should stay apart
Just shouldn't ever have to be this hard
Like a man on the sidewalk remembering your face,
Shouldn't look away, shouldn't be afraid
He remembers when they still wore gaiters, World War One
Shouldn't be afraid, shouldn't be ashamed
If it's not like I told you, then it's still your call
You should live how you want, stay with me, we should stay apart
Just shouldn't ever have to be this hard

song performed by by Wilco
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Museum Of Idiots

They built this whole neighborhood out of wood, out of wood.
I guess I'll still be around when they burn, burn it down.
I will be standing around when they burn it down.
Here in the Museum of Idiots.
Honey, I'm there when you need me, please believe me, please believe me.
I'll still be right where you left me, if you manage to forget me.
Where we met is where you may forget.
Here in the Museum of Idiots.
If you and I had any brains, we wouldn't be in this place.
Chop me up into pieces if it pleases, if it pleases.
And when the chopping is through, every piece will say, "I love you."
Every piece of me will say "I love you."
Here in the Museum of Idiots.
Every piece of me will say "I love you, you you"
Here in the Museum of Idiots.

song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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visiting Hiroshima

1>Peace Memorial Museum.

two buildings
the museum surveys the history of Hiroshima
and the advent of the nuclear bomb.
main focus August 6; the dropping of the bomb
and its outcome in human suffering

personally it upset me

2.Cenotaph for the A-Bomb Victims

Between the Museum
and the A-Bomb Dome
an arched tomb
for those who died
because
initial blast
and then
of exposure to radiation

3. The Register

Below the arch is a stone chest
holding a register
of these names,

there
are over 220,000

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Endless Poem

In a modern museum
In an old synagogue
In the synagogue
I
Within me
My heart
Within my heart
A museum
Within a museum
A synagogue
Within it
I
Within me
My heart
Within my heart
A museum

poem by Yehuda Amichai
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Mommy, Take Me Home

Metal Beds, Crowded Spaces, feeling the emotion of emptiness
Mom please take me home
Im still at this foster home
Mommy, Where Are you
As I Lingure for freedom
In this Cold Foster Home
You Promised me
I'd never go back
To that foster home
But I'se still there
Crying to myself
Wondering when mommy will take me home

poem by Armani Marie
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Craft, Faith And Narrative

Craft, faith and narrative all fuse,
creating medieval art;
if you add the inspiration of the muse
you get the Bible. À la carte,
it serves you narratives and laws and psalms
created with both faith and craft,
but ultimately it’s the muses’ charms
that turn the inspiration’s draft
into a record of encounters made
with God by people searching for
a destiny that they cannot evade
by writing, their esprit de corps.
Its manuscript is not illum-
inated, since it comes from ages
that though dark became the wonderwomb
whose generations are its pages.

Roberta Smith writes about the renovation of the medieval galleries in the Metropolitan Museum (“Illuminating the Dark Ages, ” NYT, December 5,2008) :
Of the three great artistic histories that extend for many centuries, and galleries, from the Great Hall at the Metropolitan Museum of Art, the Byzantine-Medieval epic is the most discreet. The Egyptian and the Greek and Roman wings are signaled by highly visible statues and tombs that start waving hello almost before you clear security. In contrast, the story of art starting in Bronze-Age Europe lies mostly out of sight in galleries that lie beside and behind the Grand Staircase…. As part of the Met’s original, central structure, the new Medieval Art gallery has always been a heavily trafficked intersection. It shouldn’t really work as a gallery of sacred art and yet it does. Its many small objects draw you close, away from the bustle, into a realm where craft, faith and narrative were

© 2008 Gershon Hepner 12/5/08

poem by Gershon Hepner
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Despite the best of efforts, many foster children are neither reunited with their families, nor adopted.

quote by Charles Foster Bass
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St. Sebastian

Slender arrows,
pierce me through.

I wanted to forgive,
but too quickly
they flew.

My mind fades.
I rise to you.

**

ref: St. Sebastian, Andrea Mantegna 1456-59, Kunsthistorisches Museum
(viewed at the De Young Museum, San Francisco)

poem by Steven Federle
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Sing A Song Of Stephen Foster's

Sing a song of Stephen Foster's a song from long ago
Sing 'Jeanie with the light brown hair' or even 'Old black Joe'
Or sing my 'Old Kentucky home' for that would please me so
Or 'old folks at home' or 'Oh Susanna' to the strains of the banjo.

I hate to hurt your feelings sir but to you I must say no
For I've never heard of this Foster and his songs I do not know
It's the first that I've heard tell of him, never heard of him before
Is he some old ballad monger dead one hundred years or more? .

So you've never heard of Stephen Foster then it only goes to show
That you are not a true folk singer when his songs you do not know
He was America's greatest song writer and his is an undying fame
And I find it hard to believe that you've not heard of his name.

So you can't sing a song of Stephen Foster's, then I'll go elsewhere for beer
For to hear one of his oft sung songs the reason I come here
The drinks are dearer here tonight just to cover your fee
And you can't even sing a Stephen Foster song for me.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Naughty Girl

It's after 12
Can't face the day
Remind me just how hard it can be
To forget
I said things I didn't mean
You saw things you shouldn't have seen

Been a naughty girl
Real bad so and so
Done too many things a girl shouldn't know
I swear I never knew
I could hurt you so
One too many things a girl shouldn't know

Can't take the sadness
From your eyes
Can't put the truth back in my lies
Oh whoa
Don't make me try and explain
Let's just start over again

Been a naughty girl
Real bad so and so
Done too many things a girl shouldn't know
I swear I never knew
I could hurt you so
One too many things a girl shouldn't know

The more you try to stay
The more I let you go
Done too many things a girl shouldn't know
I swear I never knew
I could hurt you so
One too many things a girl shouldn't know

Won't stop and try to turn the clock back
I won't beg - I'm no good at that
Too late to start and act like a saint
Can't be something that I ain't

Been a naughty girl
Real bad so and so
Done too many things a girl shouldn't know
I swear I never knew
I could hurt you so
One too many things a girl shouldn't know

The more you try to stay
The more I let you go
From one too many things a girl shouldn't know
I swear I never knew
I could hurt you so
One too many things a girl shouldn't know

Been a naughty girl
Been a naughty girl

song performed by by Holly Valance from Footprints
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0408 The Phoenix Museum

A sightseeing phoenix a sign espied:
'This way to the Phoenix Museum';
A little homesick, went inside;
Looked for friends; but couldn't see 'em.

In hindsight, the title's
Just a little rash;
The Phoenix Museum
Is now a pile of ash...

poem by Michael Shepherd
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Why Do I Feel So Sad?

Friends we've been for so long
Now true colors are showing
Makes me wanna cry oh yes it does
Cuz I had to say goodbye

By now I should know
That in time things would change
So it shouldn't be so bad
So why do I feel so sad

How can I adjust
To the way that things are going
It's killing me slowly
Oh I just want it to be how it used to be

Cuz I wish that I could stay
But in time things must change
So it shouldn't be so bad
So why do I feel so sad

You cannot hide the way you feel inside I realize
Your actions speak much louder than words
So tell me why oh

By now I should know that
That in time things would change
So it shouldn't be it shouldn't be so bad
So why do I feel so sad

By now I should know
That in time things must change
So it shouldn't be so bad
So why do I feel so sad

By now by now I should know
That in time things must grow
And I had to leave you behind
So why do I feel so sad
If it couldn't be that bad
Tell me why

By now I should know
That in time things would change
So it shouldn't be so bad
So why do I feel so sad

[Ad-lib to end]

song performed by by Alicia Keys from Songs In A Minor
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Why Do I Feel So Bad

Friends we've been for so long
Now true colors are showing
Makes me wanna cry oh yes it does
Cuz I had to say goodbye
By now I should know
That in time things would change
So it shouldn't be so bad
So why do I feel so sad
How can I adjust
To the way that things are going
It's killing me slowly
Oh I just want it to be how it used to be
Cuz I wish that I could stay
But in time things must change
So it shouldn't be so bad
So why do I feel so sad
You cannot hide the way you feel inside I realize
Your actions speak much louder than words
So tell me why oh
By now I should know that
That in time things would change
So it shouldn't be it shouldn't be so bad
So why do I feel so sad
By now I should know
That in time things must change
So it shouldn't be so bad
So why do I feel so sad
By now by now I should know
That in time things must grow
And I had to leave you behind
So why do I feel so sad
If it couldn't be that bad
Tell me why
By now I should know
That in time things would change
So it shouldn't be so bad
So why do I feel so sad
(Ad-lib to end

song performed by by Alicia Keys
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Why Do I Feel So Sad

Friends we've been for so long
Now true colors are showing
Makes me wanna cry oh yes it does
Cuz i had to say goodbye
By now i should know
That in time things would change
So it shouldn't be so bad
So why do i feel so sad
How can i adjust
To the way that things are going
It's killing me slowly
Oh i just want it to be how it used to be
Cuz i wish that i could stay
But in time things must change
So it shouldn't be so bad
So why do i feel so sad
You cannot hide the way you feel inside i realize
Your actions speak much louder than words
So tell me why oh
By now i should know that
That in time things would change
So it shouldn't be it shouldn't be so bad
So why do i feel so sad
By now i should know
That in time things must change
So it shouldn't be so bad
So why do i feel so sad
By now by now i should know
That in time things must grow
And i had to leave you behind
So why do i feel so sad
If it couldn't be that bad
Tell me why
By now i should know
That in time things would change
So it shouldn't be so bad
So why do i feel so sad
(ad-lib to end)

song performed by by Alicia Keys
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Love Me True

She said'
I want you sweeter than sugar
darker than night
and capable of making me
take delight
in what I shouldn't.

He said:
I want you lovely,
a she-devil at night
and give me what you
shouldn't;
a cat
with velvet claws.

He said:
I want you chaste
enjoy the chase
and proclaim
you have never been caught.

She said:
I want you strong
and very tender
a tiger and a kitten
is that too much
and offer me security.

He said:
Now you have my head spinning
you are looking for superman
let me don my cape
in the telephone booth
and get my self
a spandex outfit.

She said:
Great, and you should
also be a great lover

He said:
You got criteria
I'm not sure I fit.

She said
Maybe not.

And the two decided to not to mix
love and business.

So she settled for Mr. Right Now, Right Here
and he settled for Single Nights
each having made a stand
for the future.

poem by Lonnie Hicks
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