From November 27, 2016, nowpolitics.wordpress.com
Month: August 2017
Closet Conservatives
Source: Closet Conservatives
Where Have You Gone Al Smith?
Source: Where Have You Gone Al Smith?
THE FALLING LEAF REVIEW
THE FALLING LEAF REVIEW [CURRENTLY A QUARTERLY LITERARY REVIEW]
Questions and Answers; a prose poem
Source: Questions and Answers; a prose poem
Jay Ruvolo, Poet, Reads from His Collection of Poetry, LAND’S END
Poetry. Land's End is not only the end of land at the edge of the sea, but the brink of everything we stand on. It is a precipice, an opening of the abyss; it is everything primordial in living, thinking, remembering. Land's End is a first book of poems by Jay Ruvolo. https://youtu.be/fZ8YgEYvm4w
NOTES OF A NATIVE SON
Source: NOTES OF A NATIVE SON
FALLING LEAF PICTURES PRESENTS 13 films by Jay Ruvolo
SUMMER 2017, THE FALLING LEAF REVIEW, PUBLISHING AND CONTRIBUTING EDITOR, JAY V. RUVOLO
Wrestling with Demons; or, Pandemonium is Now [a Fictional Essay]
Now Politics: the Political Opinions of Thomas Sarebbenonnato
WRESTLING WITH DEMONS; OR,
PANDEMONIUM IS NOW
A disclaimer. Why should I write one? You ask. My readers, my hypocrites. Here now on the ensuing pages please find a fictional essay; that is, an piece in the form of an essay set in a fictional context? Do I not know? Of a fictional essayer, the Expositor, who will remain unnamed, and unattached to me, the author, just as we are supposed to separate Henry Fielding from his Foundling, Tom Jones. I, the author, convey to you, the reader, the essay of a fictional expositor. That is all. Please understand it as such.
THE FLOWERS OF EVIL
PART ONE
HOW THE JACOBINS WILL RETURN
To understand the grossness of the oppression on the people of France by the Aristocracy, to get just how deep the resentment was felt, to know how profound the contempt for the Aristocrat had become and persisted…
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On Poor People
Of all the preposterous assumptions of humanity over humanity, nothing exceeds most of the criticisms made on the habits of the poor by the well-housed, well-warmed, and well-fed. --Herman Melville