I submitted manuscripts to publishers. This was not so much a feeling that I should be published as a wish to escape the feared and hated drudgery of normal work.
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I tend to turn down books originally published as e-books. As for selling books directly to e-book publishers, I would do so only if all traditional publishers had turned them down.
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Agents are essential, because publishers will not read unsolicited manuscripts.
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The Poet's Pride
The publisher
Is the poet's pride
Because the publisher
Reads a lot of manuscripts that are
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Surviving Riches
A hated feeling
Full of work and anger, so happiness
Does exit and refuse all help
For I am fed by desire.
My muck stayed away
Endangering sumptuous meals
Eaten by the wealthy and rich.
This hated feeling, how erroneous!
It exits and then enters
To endanger all that exist.
Words survive and I survive the rich-life.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Escape
Paint on my cruel or happy face
I hide me behind it
It takes me inside another place where no-one can find it
Escape
I get out when I can
Escape
Anytime I can
Escape
I'm crying in my beer Escape
Just get me out of here
Don't get me wrong
Don't get me right
I'm not like you are
When I get home from work at night
I'm blacker and bluer
So I escape
I get out when I can
Escape
Anytime I can
Escape
I'm crying in my beer Escape
Just get me out of here
Where am I running to?
There's no place to go
Just put on my makeup and get me to the show
Yeah
Escape
My doctor said just come around
You'll be taken care of
And while he ran my problems down
I stole his mascara
That's how I escape
I get out when I can
Escape
Anytime I can
Escape
I'm crying in my beer Escape
Just get me out of here
Escape
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Again, we turn down most books that have been self-published unless they have a special track record. We have taken a small number on, however, and sold them to major publishers for a nice sum. But that is an exception to the rule.
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Can't Escape The Getting Any
I think about you daily, baby.
And appreciate those days,
I can't escape the way I'm feeling...
More of you.
Yes I do.
More of you.
I think about you daily, baby.
And appreciate those days,
I can't escape the way I'm feeling...
More of you.
It's true.
Yes I do.
More of you...
I need.
And feed.
Bah...dah dah bahdah dah dah bahdah dah dah bahdah...bah.
Doo oooh boo. Doo oooh boo. Doo oooh boo. Doo oooh boo.
Bah...dah dah bahdah dah dah bahdah dah dah bahdah...bah.
Doo oooh boo. Doo oooh boo. Doo oooh boo. Doo oooh boo.
I can't escape the way I'm feeling...
More of you.
I can't escape the way I'm feeling...
More of you.
Yes I do.
More of you.
I can't escape the way I'm feeling...
More of you.
I can't escape the way I'm feeling...
More of you.
Yes I do.
More of you.
I can't escape the way I'm feeling...
Wahhh-wahhh-wahhh-wahhh-WAHHH.
I can't escape the way I'm feeling...
Or the hold that has me pinned.
Wahhh-wahhh-wahhh-wahhh-WAHHH.
I can't escape the way I'm feeling...
Or the hold that has me pinned.
Wahhh-wahhh-wahhh-wahhh-WAHHH.
I can't escape the way I'm feeling...
Can't escape the getting any,
Wahhh-wahhh-wahhh-wahhh-WAHHH.
I can't escape the way I'm feeling...
Can't escape the getting any,
Wahhh-wahhh-wahhh-wahhh-WAHHH.
Can't escape the getting any.
Can't escape the getting any.
Wahhh-wahhh-wahhh-wahhh-WAHHH.
Can 't escape the getting any.
Can't escape the getting any.
Wahhh-wahhh-wahhh-wahhh-WAHHH.
Can 't escape the getting any.
Can't escape the getting any.
Wahhh-wahhh-wahhh-wahhh-WAHHH.
I can not get away,
From the never getting any when I know I'm getting plenty!
'Would you knock it out with that noise! '
Can't escape the getting any when I know I'm getting plenty!
'Would you knock it out with that noise! '
Can't escape the getting any when I know I'm getting plenty!
Can't escape the getting any.
Can't escape the getting any.
'Would you knock it out with that noise! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hated and Loved
Hated are the cruel of the ages,
Their emotions are stronger than stone and pages.
Hated are the young of the ages,
Where are endeavours, the support and fences?
Hated are the sportsmen of the ages
Who cancel their dreams and farmhouses.
Hated are the professions of the ages
That send messages.
Hated are men and women of the ages
Who work with people in the madhouses.
Hatred is a disease we conquered when love sustained us,
When love was cherished in absoluteness.
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And books that were published in much larger numbers than Selfish, Little are hard to find. And publishers who wanted to publish my last few works have them stuck in limbo while new distribution ideas and legal issues and fears are blown away.
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We are forced by the major publishers to include electronic rights in the contracts we make with publishers for new books. And there's very little we can do about that.
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Escape
Escape
Escape
That one word resonates in my mind
I need an escape a reprieve from
All this energy surrounding me
Escape
Escape
I want to be let out for awhile
To be free and alone
To do what I want without interference
Escape
Escape
I don't wanna hear arguing
Or little petty problems
I want to not have to do anything
Escape
Escape
I want to Escape
poem by Autumn Winds
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The real effect of the WTC calamity has been depressed spirits, anxiety, and uncertainty among publishers, and of course those emotions are not restricted to publishers.
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Epistle to NP Van Wyk Louw
I see the wise old man
pacing his study
with a hot fire raging in the fireplace,
where manuscripts lie disorderly,
in an order that only makes sense to him,
reading verses of other poets,
always searching for something
like a religious fanatic searches for truth,
helping other poets, like the great mentor
(that he still is after his demise)
writing exceptionally great poems,
believing that a poet
is someone like a prophet, a kind of saint
who searches both for truth
and expresses the abyss,
knowing that poetry is no struggle,
that the words, the structure to them
comes by itself as if given
like a communication
received from the gods
with the evangelistic advise
to rather examine
from which spirit
the inspiration comes.
[References: Epistle to Neruda by Yevgeny Yevtushenko. Rondom eie werk (Around own work) by NP Van Wyk Louw. P84-85. Tafelberg Publishers: 1970.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Age
Age?
For some aging is feared!
However,
It is ignorance
That should have many
Scared to death and frightened!
Running at break neck speed,
To escape from its destructive force!
Not a wrinkle has chased me away yet!
And they come...
One by one,
Using silent tactics,
To get me feeling a bit uncomfortable...
In their presence!
Although I do admit...
Having more than a few around,
Can become quite intimidating!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Work That Body
Drive my car wear my jewels
Make me feel like the king of fools.
Work that body
Work that body
Try not to hurt nobody
David loved Bathsheba, Samson loved Delilah
I love you and your name is Twyla.
Work that body
Work that body
Try not to hurt nobody
Life without love is empty and cruel
Without God's grace I remain a fool.
Work that body
Work that body
Try not to hurt nobody
After death I pray to go to Heaven
For I've been saved since I was eleven.
Work that body
Work that body
Try not to hurt nobody
Life can be short, life can be long
God sees all we do right or wrong.
Work that body
Work that body
Try not to hurt nobody
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Judigng alters
I hated what I had loved.
I shunned what I had sought.
I feared what I had desired
And desired what I had feared.
We love what we’ll hate later.
We seek what we’ll shun later.
We desire what we’ll fear in time.
We fear what we’ll desire in time.
No judgment is permanent.
19.02.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Returning to South Carolina meant getting a normal job in a normal town with normal people and marrying a normal person. I wanted the glamour and opportunity of the world.
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Escape
another day goes without any change
the feeling we live with still remains
we're stuck in a hole and we're searching for anything to hold onto
there has to be somewhere that we can be safe from the lives we live each day
there has to be somewhere that we can be far away
we have to escape and i will go anywhere if you just lead the way
escape to a place where we'll be together, together everyday
we have to escape..
we could be living how we wanted to
instead of doing things we're forced to do
with no one to tell us that we should be going through what they went through
there has to be someplace that nobody knows, somewhere we can only go
there has to be someplace that we can be all alone....
we have to escape....
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Feeling Strange
Can you tell me why am I feeling?
Can you tell me why am I feeling?
Tonight I am myself again
I am one as whole
I realise that Im like this
When I look into my soul
I see a confused vessel there
Sitting even though Im not
Under the influence of any
Substance for a shot
No substance for a shot
No substance for a shot
Yeah
Can you tell me why am I feeling
As I were floating in space again yeah
Can you tell me why am I seeing life in a blur
I dont feel, I dont feel normal friend will it even end?
All I have to do to get me into this state
Is to just be left alone
And even then its far too late
My mind begins to wonder
Travel far and beyond
The barriers of human thought
Yeah they break here before too long
Yeah they break here before too long
Yeah they break here before too long
Can you tell me why am I feeling
As I were floating in space again
Yeah
Can you tell me why am I seeing life in a blur
I dont feel - I dont feel normal friend will it even end?
I start thinking overloading
My thought capacity
My vision take em somewhere
Now at great velocity
I cant get out of this Im caught
Please interrupt
Imagination runs away from me
Is it normal to be corrupt
Can you tell me why am I feeling
As I were floating in space again yeah
Can you tell me why am I seeing life in a blur
I dont feel, I dont feel normal friend will it even end?
Can you tell me why?
Can you tell me why?
Can you tell me why?
Can you tell me why?
song performed by by Imogen Heap
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The escapes
Fight is an escape from fear.
Art is an escape from deprivation.
Love is an escape from perversion.
Ambition is an escape from sloth.
Goodness is an escape from depravity.
Life is an escape from death.
Every escape gives you relief
28.10.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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